You send me great News indeed my dear Caroline, about Mr* Digweed Mr* Trimmer, & a Grand Piano Forte. I wish it had been a small one, as then you might have pretended that Mr* D.'s rooms were too damp to be fit for it, & offered to take charge of it at the Parsonage.-I am sorry to hear of Caroline Wiggetts being so ill. Mrs** Chute I suppose would almost feel like a Mother in losing her.-We have but a poor account of your Uncle Charles 2d* Girl; there is an idea now of her having Water in her head. The others are well.-William was mistaken when he told your Mama we did not mean to mourn for Mrs** Motley Austen. Living here we thought it necessary to array ourselves in our old Black Gowns, because there is a line of Connection with the family through the Prowtings & Harrisons of Southampton.-I look forward to the 4 new Chapters with pleasure.-But how can you like Frederick better than Edgar-You have some eccentric Tastes however I know, as to Heroes & Heroines.-Good bye.

Yrs** affecly**

Wed : Night . J. Austen

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