on two daughters, one about eleven, and the other about fourteen. These, with a son who is married, and settled in Kentucky, are the whole of the family.

The attention paid to Mrs. and Miss Levi was the most polite and respectful.

After a slight supper, family worship was performed with great solemnity. One of the young people read a chapter out of the prophets; another a psalm; and the third a chapter out of the New Testament. Mr. Bethune concluded with prayer.

We then retired to our apartments. My room is neat and comfortable. I awoke early in the morning, and was dressed by five o'clock, being desirous of beholding the beauties of nature, the sight of which always affords me the most exquisite pleasure.

Though it was so early, I found Mrs. Bethune and her maids in the dairy, whither many large and well-filled pails were bringing to be converted into butter and cheese, of which articles a great quantity is made in the states of Connecticut and Rhode-Island. Mrs. Bethune took me into her orchard, and her kitchen-garden. In the former I saw abundance of fruit-trees. Such as are raised in Eng land against the wall, with much care and attention, are standards here, and bear plenty of excellent fruit.

We then went to see the cows, (a great number of which had been brought to be milked,) and the other inhabitants of the farm-yard. The sight of the turkeys, geese, ducks and hens, gave me much pleasure.-These are honest people, Madam, said I: I love their company, and am happy in their friendship, which is never insincere. -A drawing-room, replied this good lady, would suffer exceedingly in the eyes of a wise man, if the sincerity of those who compose it were to be measured by that of my honest domestics.

I would not detain Mrs. Bethune any longer from her family concerns, but told her that I was going to write to London. A servant is come to inform me that breakfast is ready.

I am, dear Madam,

Yours very respectfully,
EUSEBIA NEVILLE.

LETTER LXXXI.

From Miss Eusebia Neville to Mrs. Worthington.

DEAR MADAM,

WHEN we left New-York, Mr. Paterson, who has great acquaintance among masters of ships, promised, that if a vessel should sail for London before my return, he would give me information in time.

I have received from him the pleasing information that the Mentor is to sail for London in ten days. Mr. Paterson assures me, that I may depend on the captain's care of whatever he may be entrusted with. I have told Mr. Bethune, that if he has any letter to send to England, I can enclose it. He replied, that he should certainly embrace the opportunity of writing to my brother. I intend to enclose the letter with mine, and to leave it to you to direct it. My beloved brother and my dear Miss Barnwell, will consider what I have written to you as intended equally for them. I would not, on any account, have my ho noured parent or my sister, see these letters, as I fear they would only increase their indignation, and together with it their guilt:

I feel no resentment against those who have injured me, but daily pray for them. Perhaps my dear parent may have forgotten what he terms my heresy and disobedience, and may now be mourning too intensely for my loss; especially when he reflects how active a part he took against me. But I hope that my short letter, written on shipboard, reached you, and that he by this time knows that I am alive, and able to provide for myself. This was all which it was proper for me to say, till I was out of the reach of force, or even of persuasion.

This country delights me more and more. The clearness of the sky, the serenity of the weather, the beauty of all the natural objects around me, the great abundance of the necessaries of life, and the comfortable situation of the industrious poor, exhilarate my spirits.

Mrs. Bethune, who is a native of America, prefers it to

Europe. As we were walking in the kitchen garden, I asked her a variety of questions about the country, and have received from her a great deal of information.

It astonishes me, Madam, said I, that such friends of liberty as the Americans are, should tolerate slavery.

Where the love of liberty, answered Mrs. Bethune, flows from self-love, they who are the most strenuous for their own liberty are the most careless about that of others, But the true friend of liberty cannot but detest slavery. It is painful to him even to behold that oppression which it is not in his power to alleviate.

This morning, after prayer, Mrs. Levi said to Mr. Bethune, As you were born in France, a place overrun with superstition and infidelity, pray, Sir, how came you to embrace sentiments so different from those which prevail in catholic countries?

I must reserve Mr. Bethune's answer for my concluding letter, and sincerely subscribe myself,

Dear Madam,

Your affectionate friend and servant,

EUSEBIA NEVILLE.

LETTER LXXXII.

Fram Miss Eusebia Neville to Mrs. Worthington.

DEAR MADAM,

MR. BETHUNE replied as follows:

"My father was a descendant from a younger branch of the family of the duke of Sully. Having lost my parents at the age of twenty, I sold a small paternal estate in the neighbourhood of Cassel, and determined to seek my fortune in America. My forefathers, notwithstanding much persecution, having adhered to the faith of their ancestors, I also retained the name of a protestant, but without any real religion. Having long determined to leave my native country, I had prepared for it by making myself master of

the English language, in the course of which I read many English books, written by persons calling themselves Unitarians. These greatly delighted me; and I became a convert to their sentiments.

"Having deposited my property in the hands of a banker, I embarked for Quebec, and after a passage of seven weeks, landed in a country, where the works of God are sublime and magnificent: where there are forests the bounds of which have never been traced, and rivers that have the appearance of seas. I did not dislike Canada; yet, having an inclination to live under the English government, I went, in the middle of summer, with several companions, to New-York. I found the country more pleasant and fruitful, the further I advanced toward the south. The situation of New-York pleased me very much. It is, I believe, as well situated for water carriage as any place in the world. That city, however, was not appointed by him who settles the bounds of our habitation, to be the place of my residence.

"I was now determined to visit Connecticut, Rhode Island, Massachusetts, and New Hampshire; and I believe I should have done so, had I not been arrested in the way by this lady, (pointing to Mrs, Bethune.)

"In my road from New-York to Boston, I stopped a few days at New-London, which is about seven miles from this place. On such occasions it was my custom to make excursions into the adjacent country, a place to settle in being kept constantly in view. Being obliged by the scantiness of my patrimony to practise economy, I travelled on foot, and had been walking some hours, and viewing the little townships which are scattered over, this delightful country, when, having lost my way, I wandered a considerable time without seeing a house, or any person from whom I could gain information. I followed the path I was in, till I arrived at a hamlet consisting of a few scattered houses. Stopping at one which had the best appearance, a gentleman came to the door about sixty years of age, tall, and rather thin, but with a most amiable countenance. As soon as he knew my situation, he desired me to walk in. It is very improper, Sir, said he, that you, who are a stranger, should attempt, at the close of the day, VOL. II. ૨

to find a road which at best is but intricate. I accepted his friendly invitation to stay all night in his humble dwelling, as he pleased to call the comfortable and roomy house wherein I now reside. After taking some refreshment, I sat down with him and this lady, (looking at Mrs. Bethune,) and briefly narrated my history, and that of my family, to the time of my calling at his friendly mansion, and also mentioned my intention of purchasing an estate when I had found one to my mind. He told me in return that his name was Woodbridge, and that his grandfather had left England in the reign of Charles the second, that he might enjoy the liberty of worshipping God in the wilderness of America, as this country might then be properly called; that many branches of his family resided in different parts of the continent; that the providence of God had preserved him in the place where he then lived, almost forty years; that he had been enabled to settle four sons on estates which he had bought for them; and that having lost his wife, he and his daughter, the only child he had, unmarried, resided together. But, my friend, said he, you will pardon me if I observe to you, that notwithstanding your family were protestants, yet, in relating the many difficulties which you have encountered, and the deliverances you have met with, you have not once ascribed any of the mercies which you have received to that divine providence which guards us on every side.

"Conscious of the justice of this kind rebuke, I blushed, and had no power to speak.

"Sir, continued he, I do not wish to offend you: but as you are young, and have no tender parent to counsel you, it is my desire to supply the place of such a friend.

"I began to take courage, and ingenuously confessed, that my thoughts had hitherto been too little employed about religion, but said that I would thankfully attend to any thing which he might advance on the subject, being convinced that he could have no other object in view than my good.

"Young gentleman, replied he, I thank you: it would indeed highly gratify me to render you service.-You are conscious, continued he, of your existence. You know