he does not deserve it. He is governed by his wife most abominably,[8] as bad
as ----. I never saw her since I came; nor has he ever made me an invitation:
either he dares not, or is such a thoughtless Tisdall[9] fellow, that he never
minds[10] it. So what care I for his wit? for he is the worst company in the
world, till he has a bottle of wine in his head. I cannot write straighter in
bed, so you must be content.--At night in bed. Stay, let me see where's this
letter to MD among these papers? Oh! here. Well, I will go on now; but I am
very busy (smoke the new pen.) I dined with Mr. Harley to-day, and am invited
there again on Sunday. I have now leave to write to the Primate and
Archbishop of Dublin, that the Queen has granted the First-Fruits; but they
are to take no notice of it, till a letter is sent them by the Queen's orders
from Lord Dartmouth, Secretary of State, to signify it. The bishops are to be
made a corporation, to dispose of the revenue, etc.; and I shall write to the
Archbishop of Dublin to-morrow (I have had no giddiness to-day). I know not
whether they will have any occasion for me longer to be here; nor can I judge
till I see what letter the Queen sends to the bishops, and what they will do
upon it. If despatch be used, it may be done in six weeks; but I cannot
judge. They sent me to-day a new Commission, signed by the Primate and
Archbishop of Dublin,[11] and promise me letters to the two archbishops here;
but mine a ---- for it all. The thing is done, and has been so these ten
days; though I had only leave to tell it to-day. I had this day likewise a
letter from the Bishop of Clogher, who complains of my not writing; and, what
vexes me, says he knows you have long letters from me every week. Why do you
tell him so? 'Tis not right, faith: but I won't be angry with MD at
distance. I writ to him last post, before I had his; and will write again
soon, since I see he expects it, and that Lord and Lady Mountjoy[12] put him
off upon me, to give themselves ease. Lastly, I had this day a letter from a
certain naughty rogue called MD, and it was N. 5; which I shall not answer to-
night, I thank you. No, faith, I have other fish to fry; but to-morrow or
next day will be time enough. I have put MD's commissions in a memorandum