My dear William

On Monday they all come from Barlaston to the above address & I leave the Establishment.² The House is at the foot of a rocky, turfy rather steep half- mountain. It would be nice with fine weather; but now looks dismal. There are nice excursions & fine walks for those that can walk. The Water Cure has done me much good; but I fell down on Sunday morning & sprained my ancle, & have not been able to walk since & this has greatly interfered with the treatment.

It is a curious life here: we sit down 60 or 70 to our meals, & in the evening, there is either singing, or acting (which they do capitally) or proverbs &c.— I have got amongst a nice set, & get on very comfortably & idly. The newspaper, a little novel-reading the Baths & loitering kills the day in a very wholesome manner. Did you ever hear of the American game of Billiards: ⁠⟨⁠five lines excised ⁠⟩⁠ There are some splendid players here who often make breaks of 20, 30, & 40. These good players never play anything but the American game.— I shall miss the Billiard Table when I leave here & go into our ⁠⟨⁠    ⁠⟩⁠ House which is