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After my fortnight's residence at York, I am arrived here. The Precentor is very hopefully improved in dignity; his scarf sets the
fullest about his ears: his surplice has the most the air of lawn-sleeves you can imagine in so short a time; he begins to complain of
qualms and indigestions from repose and repletion: in short il tranche du Prelat. We went twice a-day to church
with our vergers and all our pomp. Here the scene is totally altered: we breakfast at six in the morning and go to bed at ten. The
house rings all day with carpenters and upholsterers, and without doors we swarm with labourers and builders. The books are not yet unpacked, and there is but one pen and ink in the house. Jetty and Fadge (two
favourite sows) are always coming into the entry, and there is a concert of poultry under every window: we take in no newspaper or
magazine, but the cream and butter is beyond compare. You are wished for every day, and you may imagine how acceptable a correspondent
you must be.