your divinity, if I may advise, be the divinity of the glorious Reformation: I mean in contradiction to Arminianism, and all the isms that were ever broached in this world of error and ignorance. The divinity of the Reformation is called Calvinism, but injuriously. It has been that of the church of Christ in all ages. It is the divinity of St. Paul, and of St. Paul's master, who met him in his way to Damascus. I have written in great haste, that I might finish, if possible, before breakfast. Adieu! Let us see you soon; the sooner the better. Give my love to the silent lady, the Rose, and all my friends around you! LETTER CIHI, To SAMUEL ROSE, Esqr. W. C. The Lodge, June 8, 1790. MY DEAR FRIEND, Among the many who love and esteem you, there is none who rejoices more in your felicity than myself. Far from blaming, I com mend you much for connecting yourself, young as you are, with a well chosen companion for life. Entering on the state with uncontaminated morals, you have the best possible prospect of happiness, and will be secure against a thousand and ten thousand temptations to which, at an early period of life, in such a Babylon as you must necessarily inhabit, you would otherwise have been exposed. I see it too in the light you do, as likely to be advantageous to you in your profession. Men of business have a better opinion of a candidate for employment, who is married, because he has given bond to the world, as you observe, and to himself, for diligence, industry, and attention. It is altogether therefore a subject of much congratulation; and mine, to which I add Mrs. Unwin's, is very sincere. Samson, at his marriage, proposed a riddle to the Philistines. I am no Samson, neither are you a Philistine. Yet expound to me the following if you can! What are they, which stand at a distance from each other, and meet without ever moving? Should be so fortunate as to guess it, you you may propose it to the company, when you celebrate your nuptials; and if you can win thirty changes of raiment by it, as Samson did by his, let me tell you, they will be no contemptible acquisition to a young beginner. You will not, I hope, forget your way to Weston, in consequence of your marriage, where you, and yours, will be always welcome. LETTER CIV. To Lady HESKETH. W. C. The Lodge, June 17, 1790. MY DEAR COZ. Here am I, at eight in the morning, in full dress, going a visiting to Chicheley. We are a strong party, and fill two chaises; Mrs. F. the elder, and Mrs. G. in one; Mrs. F. the younger, and myself in another. Were it not that I shall find Chesters at the end of my journey, I should be inconsolable. That expectation alone supports my spirits; and even with this prospect before me, when I saw this moment a poor old woman coming up the lane, opposite my window, I could not help sighing, and saying to myself" Poor, but happy old woman! "Thou art exempted by thy situation in life from riding in chaises, and making thyself fine in a "morning, happier therefore in my account than "I, who am under the cruel necessity of doing both. "Neither dost thou write verses, neither hast thou "ever heard of the name of Homer, whom I am mi"serable to abandon for a whole morning!" This, and more of the same sort passed in my mind on seeing the old woman abovesaid. The troublesome business with which I filled my last Letter, is (I hope) by this time concluded, and Mr. Archdeacon satisfied. I can, to be sure, but ill afford to pay fifty pounds for another man's negligence, but would be happy to pay an hundred rather than be treated as if I were insolvent; threatened with attornies and bums. where I live, I might be exempted from trouble. But alas! as the philosophers often affirm, there is no nook under Heaven in which trouble cannot enter; and perhaps had there never been one philosopher in the world this is a truth, that would not have been always altogether a secret, One would think, that, living I have made two inscriptions lately at the request of Thomas Gifford, Esqr. who is sowing twenty acres with acorns on one side of his house, and twenty, |