August 30.—
Are you not tired of my
Grimston journal, my Cecilia? Day after
day rolls on, and the same dull repetion!
Lady Grimston, the Dean, and Mr.
Arnold, perpetually! there is no bearing
this, you cry. Well, but here is a new
personage arrived to diversify the scene a
little. Lady Grimston's daughter, a
sweet woman; but her mother does not
seem fond of her. It amazes me, for she
is perfectly amiable, both in temper and
person; she is a widow of about eight-and-twenty. Lady Grimston appears to treat
her with a distance very unmaternal;
and the poor young woman seems so
humbled, that I pity her. She is come
but on a visit, and we shall lose her in a
week, for which I am very sorry, as I
have taken a fancy to her.
