I thank you a thousand times my dearest husband for your frequent letters. Though I shall be overjoyed to see you again in health and safety yet I would rather you should stay a night in London. Bury is a great distance from Town & you are so little accustomed to stage coach travelling that I really do not wish to see you till Friday.
I wrote in a great hurry last night I dare say you thought here was little occasion for my letter, but to speak truth I was glad of an excuse for writing - The hours pass very slowly in your absence. Yet time is too short to wish any portion of it past.
We had the pure pleasure of receiving your letter date 26th June Lausanne yesterday- I do not reply this early to hasten your return to England as it is the wish of your Father and myself that you should feel yourself at perfect liberty to remain abroad as long as you think it will improve your health-
My promise must be fulfilled but where the theme is to come from I know not, the subject uppermost in my mind must be withheld, lest it should wound the feelings of those I dearly love- but I may multiply good wishes, that the advantage gained by the proposed excursion may far outweigh the inconveniences attending it and...
Your husbands letter of Monday arrived this morning - it occasioned a general exclamation, What a wise Woman is Charlotte to give such good advice, & how sensible it is in Richard to adopt it -
I must provoke you to give me a letter be it ever so concise, for I am looking out sharp at breakfast hour, and your father would murmur if I did not sound in his ear that no news was good news -
I have to acknowledge your kind letter of the 1st - You seem to partake of more sunshine at Brighton than we get here where it is rather rare- The Weather has been so stormy that I was not on horse back for some days untill yesterday.
Your letter arrived in course and gave us a good account of your husbands health. I dare say that he found himself refreshed by the sight of the ocean of which you have so good a view from your Residence in Burling...
Your letter is received it was directed to me but instantly taken away, on the glimpse of "dear Father" seen by black eyes, peeping over my shoulder! when redeemed it was a treat;