1708
Dec 10
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[Isabella, Lady Wentworth to her son, Lord Raby at Berlin] December 10, 1708. My dearist and best of children .... Yestirday I had lyke to have been ketched in a trap, your Brother Wentworth had almoste parswaded me to have gon last night to hear the fyne muisick, the famous Etallion [Nicolini] sing att the rehersall of the Operer [Camilla], which he asured me it was soe dark none could see me. Indeed musick was the greatist temtation I could have, but I was afraid he deceaved me, soe Betty only went with his wife and him; and I rejoysed I did not, for thear was a vast deal of company and good light — but the Dutchis of Molbery had gott the Etallian to sing and he sent an excuse, but the Dutchis of Shrosberry made him com, brought him in her coach but Mrs. Taufs huft and would not sing becaus he had first put it ofe; though she was thear yet she would not, but went away. I wish the house would al joyne to humble her and not receav her again. This man out dus Sefachoe, they say that has hard both.[1] |
Dec 28
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[Peter Wentworth to Lord Raby at Berlin] LONDON, December 28, 1708. Dear Brother, [...] We have no other manner of news which I am sorry for, for if I knew any I have time enough to writ it; all the world is at the Opera where I can’t go. [...][2] |