"Yes, it is an horrible East wind – said herMother — I aſsure you I can hardly bear thewindow down —But you are used to be blownabout ofby¹ the wind Miſs Maria & that iswhat has made your Complexion so ruddy& couarse². You young Ladies who cannot oftenride in a Carriage never mind what wea::ther you trudge in, or how the wind shews yourAncleslegs.³ I would not have myGirls stand out of doors as you do in such a day as this.But⁴you^^Clowcolodd sort^^{some sort} of people have no feelingseither of cold or Delicacy —Well, remember that we shall expect you on Thursday at5 o'clock —You must tell your Maid to comefor you at night —There will be no Moon —and you will have an horrid walk home —MyComp^tsCompliments to your Mother —Drive on —I am afraid⁵your dinner will be cold —Drive on —" And away she went, leaving me in agreat paſsion with her as she always does.

Maria Williams