…As soon as I had dined, Mr Snelling called on me, and he and his servant dined on some pork bones broiled… In the evening went down to Mr Porter’s, but did not stay. In the evening wrote my London letters.
The Diary, 1754–1765
…As soon as I had dined, Mr Snelling called on me, and he and his servant dined on some pork bones broiled… In the evening went down to Mr Porter’s, but did not stay. In the evening wrote my London letters.