…We dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner. In the afternoon my niece went away to Framfield in her road to Tunbridge Wells. My wife, poor creature, most extremely ill, nay even so ill that I think a few hours will be her last in this world.
The Diary, 1754–1765
…We dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner. In the afternoon my niece went away to Framfield in her road to Tunbridge Wells. My wife, poor creature, most extremely ill, nay even so ill that I think a few hours will be her last in this world.