Hôtel Maurice
3d Decr
Wednesday
My Dearest Henry
You had not been gone half an hour before I recollected how much more comfortable I might have made you if I had only thought of stuffing the pockets of your Calêche with Madeira which maketh glad the heart of Man. 1 Travelling in the dark, the snow, the cold must have been so dismal yesterday evening that I could not get it out of my head even at Madame Appury’s Ball, the splendor of which contrasted with your imagined discomfort made me quite triste. M. de <Dolomien?> was my best consolateur, 2 he called soon after you went, & talked so much about you & entered so warmly into my regrets that I shall ever love him. He offered to go himself to the Bureau de la poste aux <Lothes?> to find out for me what day the courier goes to Leipsic. We have begun keeping a register of the weather, so I hope you will do the same. You cannot imagine how melancholy your salon looks now that used to be so cheerful. I am sorry I did not make you promise to write to me before you crossed the Rhine, but I hope you will think of it.
I shall not sleep well till I have received yr first Letter
God bless you
Mnr.
Monsieur Talbot
Poste Restante
Leipsic
Allemagne
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