38 LETTERS OF THE [1639. Remember my saruis to your worthy tutor and to Mrs Willkin- son, whoo I thanke for her care of your eyes. I am sorry good Mr Pirkins has any thinge to trubell him. But my deare Ned, trubells are multiplyed vpon euery one : many are in douts, and know not what to doo in doutfull cases. Your father prays God to blles you. This night Burgh rwit he had reseued the tancherd, and would make on acording to Mr Pirkins derechon, and send it to Bromton, to be sent to you. I forgot to rwite you worde that I was very glad you joyned with us in the Ember weake. Mrs Wallcote sent me word she would come to see me the next weake, and then it may be I shall know her minde about her sonne, but my desire is to haue my nephewe Pel- ham with your tutor. The greatest ' * * I can send you is that an egg was laid by heen of Mr Yats that smels like muske. I haue the egg. xxx To my deare Bonne Mr Edward Harley, at Maudlin Hall in Oxford, these. Deare Ned -I haue but littell warneing to rwite. Your father hastens the mesinger away; yet in haste, I desire to say somethinge to you, by which you may knowe howe we doo, and howe much I longe affter your good, which I desire next the good of my owne soule. My dayly prayers are for you, and my thoughts are offten with you. Your father has not bine very well theis three days, he has sent for doctor Deodate; but doo not be affraide, for I hope it is but some coold, and I am not affraide of him, tho I am sorry for him, and be you so, and pray for him. He dous not keepe his chamber : his illnes keep him at home, that he was not at Hariford, with depuety leftenants. Your cosen Croft is a lefftnenat, and is come downe for the prest men: he was with me : he came post, and tooke 2 post horsess vp in this towne. All the lusty men are afraide and hide themself. Theare are other letters come from the lord
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