Letter No 3: Phillip Bramble to Miss Elizabeth Peart

July 11th, 1824
Purton Wilts

Dear Girl,

I am sorry that I could not come on the sonday (Sunday) that I promast (promised) but it being such a distance and the wether so bad that I could not a tempt (attempt) it. And I am in hopes that you had not gone ther(e) yourself. But I intend coming as soon as possible. But it is verry inconvenient for I to leave the Gate (ie: tollgate) and I hope you will excuse it till a bet(t)er opertunity serves. And you may depend on it that your request shall be complied with.

I am in hopes that your Child is not so cross as when you (w)rote last, nor you neither. For I thought you must be in a angry mude (mood) by the contents of your letter. You say that your frends is very uneasy a bout it. But they have no reason, for you may depend upon it that I shall come at the first opertunity. If you (k)new how I am sittuated, you would look over it till a favourable opertunity will admit.

Herewith I send you a fue (few) litle (little) articuls. But by so doing I sopose I shall give ofence, but the sisers (scissors) are for you and one of the thimbles, and the other for your sister, Mrs Wood. And the clasp is for to make you slender in the waist and the ribent (ribbon) is for garters for you, I knowing you. You sid (said) to be short of garters and am afraide you are now. If you lets the boys take them off by your leaf (leave) I should like to know the nioes (news) of your Whitsuntid(e) sport and all the nioes at large – as some thing or other is apt to a core (occur).

I must beg of you to give my best Respects to your father and sisters and all your frinds and am in hopes that they are all in good health, as it leaves me at preasent, thank God for it. So I must beg you to give me an answer the following week and am in hopes to here that you and your son is in perfect health as I should sopose. You have Crisend (Christened) the rover afresh …………… this time and I should like to k(n)ow what name.

So I must conclud(e) with you all, but be shua (sure) you let no one see these letters be sides your own famely. You may expect to here from me again before you see me.

So no more at Preasent,
From yours truly,

P. Bramble

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