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          London March 18. 1828
          1 Ovilliers St. Strand

My Dear Sandy
          I am glad to have an opportunity of writing to
you by the Captain of the Brig in which I came to England — You may
easily suppose I find a great difference between London and Annapolis
and so I do — but I have not on London half as many friends as
I had in your country & there are no moose Carreboo or wild
Geese to be shot at here — but I cannot help myself now
how I am & here I must stay for some time — I was very ill
after I came to England & confined to my bed for 7 weeks, but
am now able to walk out — there never was finer weather than
we have this month, it is like the fine October month in
Nova Scotia & is very favourable to me — my health I am
sorry to say is very delicate & I fear never will be as good as
it was a few years back — I hope my dear Sandy, all
your family are well — your own [pet] David & my son Henry
are both well I hope — tell them though I am far from them I often
think of them — to all my friends remember me very
kindly — to Mr Fearon & Mrs Fearon, to all the Hardwickes
particularly the Creek family & the young couple — Your brother
Tom & his family — don't forget putting Tom's lady in mind of
the promise she made when Edwd Barteaux was sick
— to all my brother sportsmen remember me particularly — to