25 January 1801 – Sunday – from Steventon

I have nothing to say about Manydown, but I write because you will expect to hear from me, and because if I waited another day or two, I hope your visit to Goodnestone would make my letter too late in its arrival.  I dare say I shall be at M. in the course of this week, but as it is not certain you will direct to me at home.  I shall want two new coloured gowns for the summer, for my pink one will not do more than clear me from Steventon.  I shall not trouble you, however, to get more than one of them, and that is to be a plain brown cambric muslin, for morning wear; the other, which is to be a very pretty yellow and white cloud, I mean to buy in Bath.  Buy two brown ones, if you please, and both of a length, but one longer than the other–it is for a tall woman.  Seven yards for my mother, seven yards and a half for me; a dark brown, but the kind of brown is left to your own choice, and I had rather they were different, as it will be always something to say, to dispute about which is the prettiest.  They must be cambric muslin.

How do you like this cold weather?  I hope you have all been earnestly praying for it as a salutary relief from the dreadfully mild and unhealthy season preceding it, fancying yourself half putrified from the want of it, and that now you all draw into the fire, complain that you never felt such bitterness of cold before, that you are half starved, quite frozen, and wish the mild weather back again with all your hearts.

Your unfortunate sister was betrayed last Thursday into a situation of the utmost cruelty.  I arrived at Ashe Park before the Party from Deane, and was shut up in the drawing-room with Mr Holder alone for ten minutes.  I had some thoughts of insisting on the housekeeper or Mary Corbett being sent for, and nothing could prevail on me to move two steps from the door, on the lock of which I kept one hand constantly fixed.  We met nobody but ourselves, played at vingt-un again, and were very cross.

On Friday I wound up my four days of dissipation by meeting William Digweed at Deane, and am pretty well, I thank you, after it.  While I was there a sudden fall of snow rendered the roads impassable, and made my journey home in the little carriage much more easy and agreeable than my journey down.  Fulwar and Eliza left Deane yesteray.  You will be glad to hear that Mary is going to keep another maid.  I fancy Sally is too much of a servant to find time for everything, and there is therefore to be a girl in the nursery.

I would not give much for Mr Rice’s chance of living at Deane; he builds his hope, I find, not upon anything that his mother has written, but upon the effect of what he has written himself.  He must write a great deal better than those eyes indicate if he can persuade a perverse and narrow-minded woman to oblige those whom she does not love.

Your brother Edward makes very honourable mention of you, I assure you, in his letter to James, and seems quite sorry to part with you.  It is a great comfort to me to think that my cares have not been thrown away, and that you are respected in the world.  Perhaps you may be prevailed on to return with him and Elizabeth into Kent, when they leave us in April, and I rather suspect that your great wish of keeping yourself disengaged has been with that view.  Do as you like; I have overcome my desire of your going to Bath, with my mother and me.  There is nothing which energy will not bring one to.

Edward Cooper is so kind as to want us all to come to Hamstall this summer, instead of going to the sea, but we are not so kind as to mean to do it.  The summer after, if you please, Mr Cooper, but for the present we greatly prefer the sea to all our relations.  I dare say you will spend a very pleasant three weeks in town.  I hope you will see everything worthy notice, from the Opera House to Henry’s office in Cleveland Court; and I shall expect you to lay in a stock of intelligence that may procure me amusement for a twelvemonth to come.

You will have a turkey from Steventon while you are there, and pray note down how many full courses of exquisite dishes M. Halavant converts it into.  I cannot write any closer.  Neither my affection for you nor for letter-writing can stand out against a Kentish visit.  For a three months’ absence I can be a very loving relation and a very excellent correspondent, but beyond that I degenerate into negligence and indifference.

I wish you a very pleasant ball on Thursday, and myself another, and Mary and Martha a third, but they will not have theirs till Friday, as they have a scheme for the Newbury Assembly.

Nancy’s husband is decidedly against her quitting service in such times as these, and I believe would be very glad to have her continue with us.  In some respects she would be a great comfort, and in some we should wish for a different sort of servant.  The washing would be the greatest evil.  Nothing is settled, however, at present with her, but I should think it would be as well for all parties if she could suit herself in the meanwhile somewhere nearer her husband and child than Bath.  Mrs H. Rice’s place would be very likely to do for her.  It is not many, as she is herself aware, that she is qualified for.  My mother has not been so well for many months as she is now.  Adieu.  Yours sincerely, JA.

Miss Austen
Godmersham Park

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