BATH,September 19,1767.
MY DEAR FRIEND:Yesterday I received your letter of the 29th past,and am very glad to find that you are well enough to think that you may perhaps stand the winter at Dresden;but if you do,pray take care to keep both your body and your limbs exceedingly warm.
As to my own health,it is,in general,as good as I could expect it,at my age;I have a good stomach,a good digestion,and sleep well;but find that I shall never recover the free use of my legs,which are now full as weak as when I first came hither.
You ask me questions concerning Lord C------,which neither I,nor,I believe,anybody but himself can answer;however,I will tell you all that I do know,and all that I guess,concerning him.This time twelvemonth he was here,and in good health and spirits,except now and then some little twinges of the gout.We saw one another four or five times,at our respective houses;but for these last eight months,he has been absolutely invisible to his most intimate friends,'les sous Ministres':he would receive no letters,nor so much as open any packet about business.
His physician,Dr.-----,as I am told,had,very ignorantly,checked a coming fit of the gout,and scattered it about his body;and it fell particularly upon his nerves,so that he continues exceedingly vaporish;and would neither see nor speak to anybody while he was here.I sent him my compliments,and asked leave to wait upon him;but he sent me word that he was too ill to see anybody whatsoever.I met him frequently taking the air in his post-chaise,and he looked very well.He set out from hence for London last Tuesday;but what to do,whether to resume,or finally to resign the Administration,God knows;conjectures are various.
In one of our conversations here,this time twelvemonth,I desired him to secure you a seat in the new parliament;he assured me that he would,and,I am convinced,very sincerely;he said even that he would make it his own affair;and desired that I would give myself no more trouble about it.Since that,I have heard no more of it;which made me look out for some venal borough and I spoke to a borough-jobber,and offered five-and-twenty hundred pounds for a secure seat in parliament;but he laughed at my offer,and said that there was no such thing as a borough to be had now,for that the rich East and West Indians had secured them all,at the rate of three thousand pounds at least;but many at four thousand,and two or three that he knew,at five thousand.This,I confess,has vexed me a good deal;and made me the more impatient to know whether Lord C----had done anything in it;which I shall know when I go to town,as Ipropose to do in about a fortnight;and as soon as I know it you shall.
To tell you truly what I think--I doubt,from all this NERVOUS DISORDERthat Lord C-----is hors de combat,as a Minister;but do not ever hint this to anybody.God bless you!
