Saturday, _February 2d._

The starost remained a week at the castle, and left us yesterday. When

he again returns, it will be to carry Barbara away with him. I cannot

imagine her going off alone with a stranger, it is truly inconceivable;

I must see it with my own eyes before I can believe it.

Barbara seems to feel daily more and more esteem and friendship toward

the starost. He, however, rarely addresses her; all his conversation is

directed to our parents--his cares and attentions are exclusively for

them. I am told that this is the proper way for a well-bred man to make

his court, and that he should win the heart of his betrothed by pleasing

her family.

In three weeks the wedding will take place. My sisters and I have each a

new dress, presented to us by Barbara; she has given a dress to all the

young girls in the castle.

Nearly all the persons invited to the wedding have accepted; but the

king and the princes, to my great regret, will merely send their

representatives.

I doubt whether the palatiness, Princess Lubomirska, can come; she will

find difficulty in leaving Warsaw at the present time. She approves

highly of Barbara's marriage, and has written her a charming letter of

congratulation; my father is delighted.

My morning dress will be finished in time; but then I have worked

unceasingly, that is, as much as I could; for my mother is constantly

calling upon me; she is so kind to me, and condescends to make use of my

services in all her preparations. Until now, Barbara alone was consulted

and had confidence placed in her, as being the eldest; this happiness

was her right, but my good parents desire that I should now take her

place. I have already been twice intrusted with the key of the little

room where the cordials and sweet-meats are kept; that gives me

importance. I have consequently assumed a graver air; every one must see

that I have grown a year older. I will try to imitate Barbara, so that

when the starost takes her away my parents may not feel her loss too

deeply. I have plenty of good will, but shall I be able to satisfy them?

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