TALBOT446

L. abbey
20^th Nov^r

My Dear Henry

It was lucky for you that you went away when you did for it has been perpetual fog ever since, owing I suppose to the subsiding of the waters. Knowing how such a muggy atmosphere discomposes you I rejoice in your absence. There is no news for you from hence, except that I have caught a violent rhumatism [sic] from standing out in the damp seeing them plant trees under the shade of which I shall never sit, but then I think your children may, which consoles me. a letter from M^r M. ¹ tells us he is in a state something between an oyster & a Polypus, & that the horse he recommended was sold before he got M^r F's ² answer, which he laments as it was as clever an animal as ever went for 50 G^s No Letters are come for you but the one that accompanies this - M^r F. arrives to night

aff^y y^rs
E F

W. H. Fox Talbot Esq^r
Pixton