are such, as may defy the scrutinies of the most officious inquirer.

I am just now told, that you have written a second letter to

your sister : but am afraid they will wait for Mr. Brand's report, before further favour will be obtained from them; for they will not yet believe you are so ill as I fear you are.

But you would soon find, that you have an indulgent mother, were she at liberty to act according to her own inclination. And this gives me great hopes, that all will end well at last : for I verily think you are in the right way to a reconciliation. God give a blessing to it, and restore your health, and you to all your friends, prays

Your ever affectionate

JUDITH NORTON. Your good mother has privately sent me five guineas : she is pleased to say, to help us in the illness we have been afflicted with ; but, more likely, that I might send them to you, as from myself. I hope, therefore, I may send them up, with ten more I have still left.

I will send you word of Mr. Morden's arrival, the moment I know it.

If agreeable, I should be glad to know all that passes between your relations and you.


Wednesday, August 2. OU give me, my dear Mrs. Norton, great pleasure

in hearing of yours and your son's recovery.

May you continue, for many, many years, a blessing to each other!

You tell me, that you did actually write to my mother, offering to inclose to her mine of the 24th past: and you say, it was not required of you. That is to say, although you cover it over as gently as you could, that your offer was rejected; which makes it evident, that no plea will be heard for me. Yet, you bid me hope, that the grace I sued for would, in time, be granted.

The grace I then sued for was indeed granted : but you are afraid, you say, that they will wait for Mr. Brand's report, before favour will be obtained in return to the second letter which I wrote to my sister : and you add, that I have an indulgent mother, were she at liberty to act according to her own inclination ; and that all will end well at last.

But what, my dear Mrs. Norton, what is the grace I sue for in my second letter ?—It is not that they will receive me into favour—if they think it is, they are mistaken. I do not, I cannot expect that: nor, as I have often said, should I, if they would receive me, bear to live in the eye of those dear friends whom I have so grievously offended. 'Tis only, simply, a blessing I ask: a blessing to die with ; not to live with.—Do they know that? And do they know, that their unkindness will perhaps shorten my date? So that their favour, if ever they intend to grant it, may come too late ?

Once more, I desire you not to think of coming to me. I have no uneasiness now, but what proceeds from the apprehension of seeing a man I would not see for the world, if I could help it; and from the severity of my nearest and dearest relations: a severity entirely their own, I doubt; for you tell me, that my brother is at Edinburgh! You would therefore heighten their severity, and make yourself enemies besides, if you were to come to me-don't


would ? Mr. Brand may come, if he will. He is a clergyman, and must mean well ; or I must think


let him say of me what he will. All my fear is, that, as he knows I am in disgrace with a family whose esteem he is desirous to cultivate; and as he has obligations to my uncle Harlowe and to my father; he will be but a languid acquitter

you see that


not that I am afraid of what he, or anybody in the world, can bear as to my conduct. You may, my revered and dear friend, indeed you may, rest satisfied, that that is such as may warrant me to challenge the inquiries of the most officious.

I will send you copies of what passes, as you desire, when I have an answer to my second letter. I now begin to wish, that I had taken the heart to write to my father himself; or to my mother, at least; instead of to my sister; and yet I doubt my poor mother can do nothing for me of herself. A strong confederacy, my dear Mrs. Norton (a strong confederacy indeed !) against a poor girl, their daughter, sister, niece My brother, perhaps, got it renewed before he left them. He needed not-his work is done: and more than done.

Don't afflict yourself about money-matters on my account. I have no occasion for money. I am glad my mother was so considerate to you. I was in pain for you on the same subject. But heaven will not permit so good a woman to want the humble blessings she was always satisfied with. I wish every individual of our family were but as rich as you !—0 my mamma Norton, you are rich ! You are rich indeed !—The true riches are such content as you are blessed with. And I hope in God, that I am in the


to be rich too. Adieu, my ever-indulgent friend. You say, all will be at last happy—and I know it will—I confide that it will, with as much security, as you may, that I will be to my last hour Your ever grateful and affectionate



Tuesday, August 1. AM most confoundedly chagrined and disappointed : for here, on Saturday, arrived a mes

senger from Miss Howe, with a letter to my cousins; which I knew nothing of till yesterday; when Lady Sarah and Lady Betty were procured to be here, to sit in judgment upon it with the old peer, and my two kinswomen. And never was bear so miserably baited as thy poor friend !—and for what ?—Why, for the cruelty of Miss Harlowe : for have I committed any new offence ? And would I not have reinstated myself in her favour upon her own terms, if I could ? And is it fair to punish me for what is my misfortune, and not my fault? Such eventjudging fools as I have for my relations! I am ashamed of them all.

In that of Miss Howe was inclosed one to her from Miss Harlowe, to be transmitted to my cousins, containing a final rejection of me; and that in very vehement and positive terms; yet she pretends, that in this rejection she is governed more by principle than passion—(damn'd lie, as ever was told !) And, as a proof that she is, says, that she can forgive me, and does, on this one condition, that I will never molest her more- -the whole letter so written as to make herself more admired, me more detested.

What we have been told of the agitations and workings, and sighings and sobbings, of the French prophets among us formerly, was nothing at all to the scene exhibited by these maudlin souls, at the reading of these letters; and of some affecting passages extracted from another of my fair implacable's to Miss Howe. “What the devil,” cried I, “is all this for ?. Can I help her implacable spirit ?Would I not repair the evils I have made her suffer. ?"Then was I ready to curse them all, herself and Miss Howe for company: and heartily I swore, that she should yet be mine.

I now swear it over again to thee—Were her death to follow in a week after the knot is tied, by the Lord of Heaven, it shall be tied, and she shall die a Lovelace.Tell her so, if thou wilt : but, at the same time, tell her, that I have no view to her fortune ; and that I will solemnly resign that, and all pretensions to it, in whose favour she pleases, if she resign life issueless. I am not so low-minded a wretch, as to be guilty of any sordid views to her fortune.—Let her judge for herself then, whether it be not for her honour rather to leave this world a Lovelace than a Harlowe.

But do not think I will entirely rest a cause so near my heart, upon an advocate, who so much more admires his client's adversary, than his client. I will go to town in a few days, in order to throw myself at her feet: and I will carry with me, or have at hand, a resolute, well-prepared parson; and the ceremony shall be performed, let what will be the consequence.

But if she will permit me to attend her for this purpose at either of the churches mentioned in the licence (which she has by her, and, thank Heaven ! has not returned me with my letters); then will I not disturb her; but meet her at the altar in either church, and will engage to bring my two cousins to attend her, and even Lady Sarah and Lady Betty; and my Lord M. in person shall give her to me.

Or, if it will be still more agreeable to her, I will undertake, that either Lady Sarah or Lady Betty, or both, shall go to town, and attend her down; and the marriage shall be celebrated in their presence, and in that of Lord M. either here or elsewhere, at her own choice.

Do not play me booty, Belford; but sincerely and warmly use all the eloquence thou art master of, to prevail upon her to choose one of these three methods. One of them she must choose-by my soul, she must.

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