Jane Austen dives right into caring for her bereaved nephews, apparently engaging in all manner of entertainments. This letter and the previous make feel that caring for her brother's sons at this time is a balm, allowing her to feel that she has some way to help Edward at this moment.

We do not want amusement: bilbocatch, at which George is indefatigable; spillikins, paper ships, riddles, conundrums, and cards, with watching the flow and ebb of the river, and now and then a stroll out, keep us well employed; and we mean to avail ourselves of our kind papa's consideration, by not returning to Winchester till quite the evening of Wednesday.