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Title: Countess of Dufferin, Halifax, to her Son, Archibald, Co. Down.
CollectionIrish Emigration Database
FileMarchioness of Dufferin/27
SenderHarriot, Marchioness of Dufferin
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationsocialite
Sender Religionunknown
OriginHalifax, Nova Scotia, Canada
DestinationCo. Down, N.Ireland
Recipient Gendermale
SourceD/1231/H/2/1 : Deposited by Lady Hermione Blackwood.
ArchiveThe Public Record Office, Northern Ireland.
Doc. No.9806855
Partial Date
Doc. TypeEMG
LogDocument added by LT, 25:06:98.
Word Count298
Transcript(Harriot, Countess of Dufferin, Halifax, to her Son, Archibald,

August 4

My dearest Archie,
Your letters are a great pleasure to
us, and although we are kept very busy here, I must try
to tell you some thing about our gaieties.
There are two high [__?] regiments
here, and two Men of war, and as soldiers and
sailors are not very, very, very, busy they have
plenty of time for amusement, and the consequence
is that we are invited this week to Picnics, and
concerts, & Balls, & dinners. Our picnics will not
be so nice as yours, I think for they are "Monster"
ones, and any person who likes may join them, and we
shall all be very smart, and very polite, - and, we
shall have our food prepared by stupid cooks, instead of
our own sweet selves. I hear very likely there will be
a fog, and our Feathers will grow straight, and we shall
return home extremely hungry and tired.
Your little dog "Peck" is very happy & good. he is
washed & combed as often as possible, but he has a
talent for sitting down upon the [___?], which
abound on deck, and is not always as clean looking
as he should be. This peccadillo will be cursed
when he is under the severe eye of his lawful master,
the Lord Viscount Clandeboye.
We are rather afraid that Papa may have to go to Ottawa
next week, & if so, I shall have to stay here and be
a "foreman general" for a few days, but I shall hurry
back to my little Tadousaciaus as quickly as possible.
I long to see them, their splendid Boats, their
fishing rods - their naked paddling legs - their sand
houses - & brick houses - and to kiss their little
Yr [Your ?] loving Mama