95. Robert Bloomfield to George
Bloomfield, 8 September 1802*
City Road Sep 8th 1802
Dear George
Yesterday I was unfortunately at Dr Disney's at dinnertime and so did
not see home untill I left the Office
at 6 in the evening and then by the time I can swallow a cup of tea it is nearly
seven, and consequently too late to post a word to you as I wishd. You would
expect it this morning and I have felt for you.—
The news of your partners situation is very unpleasant and
distresing. And what to say to you and her I know not. But when I had the Dropsy
Old Dr Sims certainly cured me I took Spruce Beer to create Urine, but whither
any thing with it or whither pure, I could not positively say. And I took an
Electuary (of a yellow cast) the bigness of a nutmeg twice a day. This had a
purging quality very strong, and excessively painful. A weak and debilitated
habit is allways apt to suffer from this loathsome and burthensome pressure of
water, but still I must hope soon to hear of its abatement and assure you that
were it my case I should look confidently for a restoration. I wish I could say
more, but my time
—This moment a letter from Mr Lofft
—
tell my Mother that I despatched
a letter to Sister Bet on the
1st of this month, it is now on its passage—God Bless
you all.
Robert