Caroline Tufton (Barham) to Martha Jefferson (Randolph)

My dear Miss Jefferson

We arrived here Wednesday night having spent two days at Sir Horace Mann’s near Canterbury, where there was a Cricket Match, the house quite full of company, and very few people we knew, added to being very much tired with our journey, made us very glad to get away, I am sure if you had been there, you would not have liked it at all, we were particularily unfortunate in missing my brothers who were gone in the country the day we arrived in town, but I believe we shall follow them in the course of next week, for London will now very soon be as empty as Paris when we left it—I am very anxious for Mr Stone’s arrival, as I shall have the pleasure of hearing from you. You cannot think how I laughed yesterday on somebody’s asking me whether I was in love with Tom, upon which I answered that I was not, but that I knew an American young lady, who admired him above all things in the world, Pray remember me to Botidoux, I am afraid I shall not have time to write to any of the Cliq to day. Elizabeth went yesterday morning to call upon Mr & Mrs Coutts, whom she found in tears for her daughters at the Convent, she says she cannot sleep at nights and yet is not sure whether she shall take them away again or not, as the Singing Master will not come with them, quelle folie ma chere; pray when you write, tell us the whole account of the Clinq, I conclude they are quite au desespoir, so many people are leaving Panthemont. Have you seen Lady Murray lately?, You cannot think how you we miss you, I should be quite happy if I thought there was the least chance of your ever coming to England, but I will not flatter myself, as I fear it is quite useless—I hope Mr Short is aussi amiable as ever, he must be quite a resource to you, when you do not go out. Elizabeth desires her love, she intends writing to you soon—The Duke me charge de vous dire mille tendresse de sa part—Adieu, my dear iter Woman

Believe most Affectionately & sincerely yours
C Tufton
Tr (ViU: ER); dateline at foot of text; in an unidentified hand.

quelle folie ma chere: “how silly, my dear.”

Caroline Tufton Barham
Date Range
August 13, 1789