Letter. Begins: "Ime very sorry yt Ide no opportunity of speaking to you nor Zeb could not stay…" I have no money though I expected some from London and from Glostershire; Mr G[?]ay says he hopes to get me some. Mrs Stevens goes to London. Land me money. Enclose the dutchess letter. A shaim to stay here so long unless you'le write t'my lord. Can't come to you--too damp and noisy. I intend to give Lady Guilford my fine gold table book--Ive nobody else Ide give it to, will send it by Stevens. Send a partidge and brandy for distilling. Mrs Herons. I'll send you a cheese