Persano, Tuesday Night,
[Jan. 17, 1792.]

I told you, my Dear Em. that I expected good sport to-day! I have
killed five boars, and two great ones got off after falling; two
bucks; six does; and a hare: fourteen in all.

By the bye, I must tell you, that _accept_ and _except_ are totally
different. You always write--"I did not _except_ of the invitation;"
when, you know, it should be "_accept_." It is, only, for want of
giving yourself time to think; but, as this error has been repeated, I
thought best to tell you of it.

Pray, write a very kind letter to our friend the Archbishop; and
convince him, that Emma, to her friends, is unalterable. Do not say a
word about the telescope; for, I must try it, first, against mine. If
it should be better, I cannot part with it, as you know how much use
we make of a telescope.

The King has killed eighty-one animals, of one sort or other, to-day;
and, amongst them, a wolf, and some stags. He fell asleep in the
coach; and, waking, told me he had been dreaming of shooting. One
would have thought, he had shed blood enough.

This is a heavy air; nobody eats with appetite, and many are ill with
colds.

We shall be home on Saturday; and, indeed, my sweet Emma, I shall be
most happy to see you.