993 - Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 13 July 1731
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the 13th 1731
I have this day been very foolishly
contriving a Disapointment for my self, I
wish’d to hear from you, (wch is impossible for me
not to do) and was so unreasonable as fully to
Depend on it I should – How could I imagine it?
When I have two Letters by me from you, to neither
of wch you can yet have recd an answer – But
Dear, Dearest Creature! how Difficult do I find
it to Reason clearly when you are concern’d!
I feel in my Heart a thousand fond Wishes, wch
I cannot, & indeed would not suppress – I fancy
you as anxious for my Ease, & Happiness, As
I ever was and ever must be for yours – you
cannot Imagine anything so Extravagant as
my Thoughts yt Relate to yr Self, I own to yo
I {^am} sometimes Rediculus enough to suppose, I
am happy enough to Engross most of yours
Relish yo might otherwise have for ye place, &
Company yo are in – Pitty me my only Soul! &
Impute the unreasonableness of this Imagination
to your self – who have taught me by a song
Course of ten thousand obligations, there is nothing
too much to Expect from a Love & Freindship
[f.122v]
Like yours: if to Love you beyond Life its self
is to think of nothing but you – to taste no
Happiness you do not share – and be sensible of
no misfortune, but wt Touch’s you – if this be
any Return to your goodness, I am Happy, as
it is all I have in my Power to give you, & all
I am willing to Believe you Expect.
I hope by this time you have recd my Letter, &
have answer’d it, and can
your return, wch every creature in this family most
Heartily wishes for, none more then your Little
Martin, he is at prent much out of order, some=
=thing of a feavour but, I hope only ye Effects of too
much fruit you may depend on my care of him
and yt will Let you know constantly how he is
till well, wch I hope in God will be soon, for I cannot
possibly have a moments Ease till then, as you
I am sure will easily suppose.
My mothers love & service waits on you, to wch I
will only add yt I am yours always & forever
JM
Your Horses’s eyes are better then Ever.
Let me know if ye poor prisoners in ye
Box may not be Let out.
the 13th 1731
I have this day been very foolishly
contriving a Disappointment for my self, I
wished to hear from you, (wch is impossible for me
not to do) and was so unreasonable as fully to
Depend on it I should – How could I imagine it?
When I have two Letters by me from you, to neither
of wch you can yet have recd an answer – But
Dear, Dearest Creature! how Difficult do I find
it to Reason clearly when you are concerned!
I feel in my Heart a thousand fond Wishes, wch
I cannot, & indeed would not suppress – I fancy
you as anxious for my Ease, & Happiness, As
I ever was and ever must be for yours – you
cannot Imagine anything so Extravagant as
my Thoughts yt Relate to yr Self, I own to yo
I {^am} sometimes Ridiculous enough to suppose, I
am happy enough to Engross most of yours
Relish yo might otherwise have for ye place, &
Company yo are in – Pity me my only Soul! &
Impute the unreasonableness of this Imagination
to your self – who have taught me by a song
Course of ten thousand obligations, there is nothing
too much to Expect from a Love & Friendship
[f.122v]
Like yours: if to Love you beyond Life its self
is to think of nothing but you – to taste no
Happiness you do not share – and be sensible of
no misfortune, but wt Touch’s you – if this be
any Return to your goodness, I am Happy, as
it is all I have in my Power to give you, & all
I am willing to Believe you Expect.
I hope by this time you have recd my Letter, &
have answered it, and can
your return, wch every creature in this family most
Heartily wishes for, none more then your Little
Martin, he is at prent much out of order, some=
=thing of a fever but, I hope only ye Effects of too
much fruit you may depend on my care of him
and yt will Let you know constantly how he is
till well, wch I hope in God will be soon, for I cannot
possibly have a moments Ease till then, as you
I am sure will easily suppose.
My mothers love & service waits on you, to wch I
will only add yt I am yours always & forever
JM
Your Horse's eyes are better then Ever.
Let me know if ye poor prisoners in ye
Box may not be Let out.
Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 13 July 1731
Judith had been hoping to hear from Martin – in her heart she has a thousand fond wishes for him. She knows he will be as anxious for her happiness as she is for his. A love as intense as theirs means to feel no afflictions but those that affect each other. Little Martin is presently out of order with a fever, but Judith hopes that this is just caused by him eating too much fruit. Judith is dedicated to caring for him, and will let Martin know how he does regularly. She hopes to God he will feel better soon: she will not be able to relax at all until he is. In a postscript she notes that the horse’s eyes are better, and she asks after the prisoners confined to ‘the box’.
Madan Family
Eng Letter C.284 f.122
Bodleian Library, University of Oxford
1731
7
13
Holyport [Berkshire, England]
Canterbury, [Kent, England]
primary author
heart
thinking
separation
- easy
- uneasy
- feeling
- happy
- hopeful
- love (parental)
- love (romantic)
- worried
- faith
- memory
- soul
- thought
- god
- marriage
primary addressee
- thinking
- travel
- writing
separation
- happy
- love (romantic)
thought
marriage
other
eating
fever
childhood
unwell
- care provided by family/kin/household
- regimen
Judith Madan to Martin Madan, 13 July 1731, 1371731: Bodleian Library, University of Oxford, Madan Family, Eng Letter C.284 f.122