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Went over to see Mrs Irwin her husband used to keep the Mansion house in Greenville we met there. Mrs Lockwood the Miliner of the Village & Mrs Irwin sees every one in her bed chamber. Mrs Lockwood is a good looking woman and talked very sensibly of her business which just now consists in altering old straw hats into a fashionable shape, sewing them all over. She offered me some turnip greens out of her garden, which was quite civil, it seems Mrs Irwin very often sends to her for the turnip tops, and Mrs L. said the maid who came for them cut them off with a large piece of turnip, the heart she said, and when spoken to informed them Mr Irwin only eat them in that way and seemed quite indifferent to the wasteful procedure. Mrs Irwin laughed very much, and said she would attend to it, and they talked of sick soldiers &c, very pleasantly. Mrs L’s husband came for her, walking in the chamber with out knocking. He is a Tailor, so we found ourselves in rather unusual company. In a Village there is no distinction all meet[?] on an equality, and consequently the manners of these people are more refined;—or rather more alike than is usually found.