Arthur Dixon letters

breathe such damping chills upon the brighter picture before us. I cannot promise, now that you have seen "the world", and better men, that I am the man you would choose for your Friend, but I promise you, I am the same, yesterday today & for ever.
Do you hope to see me when you come to Norwich? or are you so engrossed with the business of the return that I am forgotten. – I received yours with much pleasure of the 5th. – Why I wrote not immediately, beleive [sic] me dear John, I had some accounts to write and do, & you know I always hate them, necessary evils, but they make one's head ache most consumedly, & I thought my groans would to you be any thing but amusing – besides I'm parish Clerk and Sexton, Overseer or what you call it? – and have sundry "applications". We call meetings and all that, & there I have a huge staff, and a great blue coat with yellow edging lace an inch in width at least, all so fine you can't think. Some of my colleagues were whigs [sic]. I think them very unbecoming to me, so eschew wigs, I amatory.
Judge my dear John of the brightness of him, the coruscations of whose wit are so brilliant. Never mind, give a good account of yourself, and it will do my heart good. – Walter wants to know (your private information will oblige) whether he is to return immediately to London when his Father