with me as far as Willis Street, go to Miss Wood the dressmakers and then go over the Terrace home. When I went home, if Mr Park was there I was to mention as if by chance the way she was going. We went over the Terrace and when we got to the top of the hill we saw Mr Park going up to the house. Miss Hart went off to Willis Street and I said loud enough for Mr Park to hear to Miss Kelly that I thought Miss Hart would get up easyly on the Terrace as the roads were in such a state. Mr Park knew that I intended this for him as he looked at me and laughed. He went up with us and had a drink and then ran off as hard as he could down Willis Street. I could not help laughing. It reminded me of our plans before our marriage. How often we used to meet at Mrs Kirton's. I must now conclude my nonsense for the night. I look forward with such pleasure to receiving your letter tomorrow. Goodbye darling husband.