To Mr. Sutherland

I was much disappointed, my dear Sir, in wanting your most agreeable company yesterday. However, I heartily pray for good weather next Sunday; and whatever aerial Being has the guidance of the elements, may take any other half-dozen of Sundays he pleases, and clothe them with "Vapours and clouds, and storms, Until he terrify himself At combustion of his own raising." I shall see you on Wednesday forenoon. In the greatest hurry, R. B.