A Lady Unattached OR Miss Morewit Writes on Her Faults, a Day at Market, and a Fine Evening

It is, my Friends, the beginning of a New Week and as such and in keeping with my Promise, I am writing once more. On Saturday, as I had before mentioned, I woke Early to prepare for going to Market. I was Tired for, I am ashamed to Admit, I am not used to getting up with the little birds and the sun. It is surely a Failing of mine which I do know I should correct. I fear sometimes that I have too many of such Failings, for oft times I am short with my family and prone to be Lazy in my Writing, and I am also less Active than a Young Woman should be if She wishes to maintain Her physique! Perhaps these faults contribute to my still being a Woman Unattached… this is a fact that does Weigh Heavy on my mind at times but, while it irks me, Mother has much Faith and tells me I am not yet Bound for the life of an Old Maid (though I have my doubts, I feel sure I am a Spinster already when I see so many of my younger companions having adventures in Romance and Courting). Enough of this though! Such a subject does not bear dwelling upon.  

After our morning coffee, which was a rushed affair, I gathered the Berries and some small amounts of Eggs and Honey, and departed with Haste as I was nearly late already. I was quite Put Out on arriving to find that the Best Table had been left at home, but was relieved by the later arrival of Mother and Father who brought both Flowers and Table and more honey as well. There was less than usual at my booth due to the Most Terrible Drought that has been afflicting us all. Despite this I did well enough, except in some Small Toy Trifles that I had Sewn myself of stray socks. Mother thought them Charming enough to take along, but I fear they were not colorful enough to Attract any of the Ladies shopping. I was however Most Pleased to see a number of Acquaintances, included my Dearest Friend Miss Lizzy Woodwise and her Sister Miss Indianna. Miss Woodwise has been inclined to accompany myself at the market selling her own Handiworks, at which she is quite Able. I must profess myself to be quite struck with Admiration at her Accomplishments as a fellow Young Lady, for she has learned many Useful crafts. Also shopping was the Merritop family, of which Master Merritop is a Particular Friend of Lizzy and I— being something of a Little Brother and friends with Master Fox, he is a Droll spirit indeed.  Master Merritop’s uncle was also present, a Young Man of my age whom I am not yet quite so well Acquainted with, for while a Gentleman of Good Family he is quiet and I suspect him of being Shy.

Later in the evening, I had occasion to see both of these Good Families again for Father and I went visiting to a Birthday Gathering for a friend in the Theatre. We gave our regards and the Miss Woodwises and I enjoyed Wading and Boating in the Lake that adjoined the quaint wooded park behind the house. I was Pleased to have a boating race against Master Merritop, for though I did Cheat and turn my boat a little sooner than he, the Poor Fellow gave up on the way back and I Won  quite squarely. After boating, most of the evening was spent in Playful Merriment at the Unfortunate Accident of Mr. Lion, who had the Misfortune of locking in the Keys of his Motor Carriage. While the Adults tried in vain to free the Refreshments that he had brought, Us younger folks offer help when we could and played Games of Theatre when we were of no use.

I find I have so very much that I could write and would do so except the Hour is Late and I am needed to Assist with dinner preparations and Other Chores for my Eldest Brother is returning this coming weekend with the girl that he is Courting and we must Make Ready.

Your Humble Servant,

~A Lady of Morewit  

In which a Brother is greatly Missed

While again it has been some time since I have had the time or motivation to write, I find it best to not further apologize, for I fear if I do, groveling will make up the sum of all my writings! So, it is forgotten then, except to say that the Promise will be better kept. Summer in the country has been, as always, a lovely thing. It is never with reluctance that I to return to the family home Sweet Autumn Manor, even though it brings me closer to the time when I fear I must set out on my own and try to make my way in the world. This is an alarming prospect for myself, as there are many Fine Persons with Education in this world, and I expect the competition to secure a Position will be furious. However, it will be quite the adventure as well, and as a Young Lady of Education and Fortitude (if I may be allowed to so boast) I look forward to Adventure.

Of course, there is none so eager to set off on his own as my dear younger brother (whom we shall name Master Fox for the purpose of these writings). Brother is a dear soul, and a true Gentleman - which is hard to find in these times. He is as dapper as a Lord and carries himself so, though his Natural Shyness makes him seem Reserved. Master Fox's high Aspirations though lead him away from the life of a Country Lord, and having left us early to get his Education, he has left again to train in Apprenticeship with the Theater near his school's Grounds. Theater is not longer quite as Disreputable a Profession, but one does wonder what he shall do with it. I would love to see him on The Stage yet he would be quite the brilliant Professor as well. In either case, he is much missed at home, and his Leaving has left behind a Melancholy of its own. The house is quiet without the sounds of Master Fox's piano in the morning and evening, which was always Tasteful and Pulchritudinous.

I must now turn my attentions to my Work, so that I may bring what Bounty there is from the Garden and Fields to Market in the morrow. I hope to write further then on the Happenings of the day and the Summer, but for now I must leave this Affectionately Yours,

~ A Young Lady of Morewit

In which a Lady Apologizes for her Neglect, and make a Promise

To all those who have followed me (few as your number is) I must offer my most sincere apologies for having so long neglected my writings here. I have been occupied with my studies, which being in the fine Art of Writing, makes me seem quite the sluggard! As I am visiting the neighbor's home, which my mother and I have been looking after, I haven't the time to be long-winded in this letter, so I will end with the promise of much more, and far improved, writing in the future.
~Lady Morewit

In which a Lady extols upon the virtues of packing early for one’s Trip

My dear readers,
I awoke today with a lateness that quite astounded me, for it was a quarter past the noon hour and rather than breakfast, I found myself lunching with my dear friends. I excuse myself for this fault on the grounds that I had no lessons this day, only self-studies, and my body has not yet fully returned to its usual vigor. In any case, having roused myself with a fair dousing of coffee, I have set myself to the task of gathering together a portion of my belongings and packing for my long journey home. I am quite beside myself with excitement, for it seems far too long since my eyes have rested on the faces of my dear family. I am glad to have thought to pack this day though, for it seems I had nearly forgotten how close the day of my trip had come, what with the bustle of everyday life and studies.
I am sure my beloved home is full of the promise of the coming spring, and fresh with the scent of growing things. The musty halls here have yet to sweeten, but the view from the Tower is fair, the sun having finally set itself to shining. I fear now I must return myself to my dreary books, but I have just recently discovered a most delightful stream of music and will comfort myself with old “Thistle and Shamrock” songs.
A joyful Saint Patrick’s day to all—
~Lady Morewit

Letter One- in which the Lady is introduced, and the blog commences

My Dear Readers,
I greet you now with much joy, whomsoever you should be, as it is only a select few as shall ever be privy to these private thoughts, and you much be dear to me indeed to be admitted to these pages. But I forget myself! As introduction, let me say that I am before all else a Lady, but also a Woman Liberated. In all things I endeavor to balance the delicacy of past chivalry and grace with modern savvy, though as with all of my sex in this strange new era, it is a struggle. However, I would choose to speak on the simple elegance of my days, and share what small thoughts come to me. From my castled seclusion, I shall send forth my mind to you my friends.
This I feel must serve as an introduction, shabby as it is, but at length, I will write again.
Fare well and dream well-
~Lady of Morewit