Jany. 7th.

Excessively cold this morning and stormy so that I did not fo to Fort Kipp, as I intended. I stopped about the Fort doing nothing + found it very monotonous. In the evening, we had another dance, I still stand first favourite as “La Belle Danseuse”. Perhaps I should not tell you, because I might be misconstrued, + you would imagine that I am conceited. But you are the one who taught me to dance, or rather you were the means of my learning to dance. For when I first knew you I could not dance. I wanted to dance with you, I studied the various steps of those considered good dancers, more especially yours, so that when I should dance with you I would not be the gawky fraud I was at first. So Old woman if they like my dancing they like yours.