May God reward my dear starostine for the happiness she has bestowed upon me!  There can be no greater pleasure than that of making presents and regaling one’s friends.  If I am anxious to have a husband richer than I am myself, it is solely that I may be very generous.

I am not losing my time; I improve daily.  I can already play several minuets and cotillons from the notes, and will soon learn a polonaise.  The most fashionable one just now has a very strange name; it is called the Thousand Fiends.

In one month more I shall begin my tree in oil colors, with its allegoric garland.

Notwithstanding my more serious studies, I by no means neglect my little feminine occupations.  I am embroidering on canvas a huntsman carrying a gun, and holding his hound by a leash.

I read a great deal, I write under dictation, I copy good works, an excellent method of forming one’s own style.  I speak French quite as well as Polish, perhaps even better; in short, I think I will soon be fitted to make my appearance in the best society.

As for dancing, I need scarcely say that that progresses wonderfully; my master, who has no reason to flatter me, assures me that in all Warsaw no one dances better than I do.

I occasionally visit the Prince and Princess Lubomirski, but at times when they have no company.  I always hear there many agreeable and flattering things, especially from the prince.  He is desirous that I should leave school now, but the princess and my parents wish me to remain here during the winter.  It is now only the end of July!  How many hours and days must pass before the winter sets in!  Will that time ever come?

Thursday, December 26th.

Finally, God be praised, the time has come for leaving school; a new existence is opening before me; my journal will be overflowing, and I shall have no lack of matter, but plenty of charming things to say.

The prince and princess are so kind to me; they have obtained permission from my parents for me to pass the winter with them, and they will introduce me into society.  I shall leave this place day after to-morrow, and will reside with the Princess Lubomirska.  I am quite sorry to part from Madame Strumle and my companions, to many of whom I am sincerely attached, but my joy is greater than my sorrow, for I shall see the world, and fly away from this narrow cage.

I shall be taken to court and presented to the king and the royal family; the Duke of Courland is expected daily; I shall see him at last!

The days have become intolerably long since I knew I was to leave school.

WARSAW, Saturday, December 28th, 1759.

Never, never can I forget this day.  The Princess Lubomirska came for me quite early.  I bade adieu to Madame Strumle and my companions.  I was glad to go, and yet I wept when I parted from them!

Before going to her own house, the princess took me to church; but I could scarcely force my recollection; there was a whole future in my brain, a whole world in my thoughts.