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always certain of seeing it traced to the fallocy of ill-grounded expectation. Why faid I, should I have expecied more from an author, than from any other man of fense? When a man has given his thoughts a form upon paper, and submitted them in that shape to the perusal of the world, is he from thenceforth to be obliged to speak in laboured sentences, and to utter only the aphorisms of wisdom? Carrying my reasons upon this subject, a little farther, I was almost tempted to conclude, that the manners of even a female author, might not differ much from that of other women! but this, you will think, was carrying the matter rather too far.

The amiable, the engaging Delomond, has this morning left us. His departure is like a dark cloud, which in early spring deforms the face of nature, and checks the gaiety of the season with the sudden chill of a wiotery storm. It has particularly affected me, as it has at once shut out the prospect of prosperity, which, as I had flattered myself, was fast opening on my friend, and deprived me of the sunshine of his presence. But, perhaps, my disappointment with regard to the success of Delomond, is more in proportion to the eagerness of my wishes, than to the folidity of my hope. The VOLII.


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mind, which like the delicate leaves of the Mimosa, shrinks from every touch, is ill calculated to solicit the affistance of the powerful, or gain the favour of the great. The very looks of the prosperous, it construes into arrogance, and is equally wounded by the civility which appears to condescend, and by the infolence which wears the form of contempt.

From all these multiplied mortifications fome, perhaps, real, and some only imaginary, has Delomond hastily retired : and relinquishing the pursuit of fortune, and the pleasures of society, devotes his future life to the indolent repose of obfcurity. But, alas ! how fháil he, who was discomfited by the first thorny branch which bung across the path of fortune, struggle through the sharp briers of adversity? - Can a mind, formed for the happiness of domestic life, endowed with such exquisite relish for the refined enjoyment of taite and sentiment, find comfort in a joyless state of solitude! cr, what is worse ihan folitude, the compapy of the rude and ignorant?-Ah! my amiable friend, thou wilt find, when it is too late, that the road to happinefs is not to be eniered by the gate of faftidious refuement.

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The first care that occupied my mind, after my arrival in London, was to procure a safe conveyance for the presents which I had intended to lay at the feet of the fifter of Percy.

I have just received an answer to the letter that accompanied them. It is such as I should have expected from her who was worthy the esteem of such a brother. But, alas! it is written with the pen of forrow, and blotted by the tears of af. fiction. The amiable old man, who supplied to her the place of a father, who loved her with such tenderness, and was beloved by her with such a degree of filial affection, is gone to the dark man-, {ions of death. She has left the happy abode of her infancy, and her dwelling is now among strangers. This fhe particularly deplores, on account of depriving her of the power of shewing the sense fhe entertains of my friendship to her brother in any other way than by words alone. Her expressions of gratitude have the energetic eloquence of genuine sensibility; they are greatly beyond what I have merited; but, when I consider the jender reflections that excited them-my heart melts into synipathy. .,

Alas! it is easy to perceive, that this amiable young woman is not to be numhered with the happy. Perhaps, her present situation is peculiarly unfortunate. Perhaps, she has there been del tined to experience the cold reception, the unfeeling neglect, of some little, nar. row, selfish mind, to whose attentions she had been particularly recommended by her departed relatives. Perbaps, fome friend of her brother.-But, no; the real friends of Percy, were like himfelf, noble, generous, and good. Far from being capable of dishonouring the me. mory of their friend, by neglecting to perform their rites of hospitality to his fifter, they have taken an interest in her feelings, and by acts of kindness and at. tention, have endeavoured to promote her happiness. And surely for no act of kindness can the sister of Percy, be ungrateful to the friends of her brother!

The loss of Delomond, and the melancholy letter of Miss Percy, dwelt upon my spirits, and funk them to a ftate of unusual depression. I spent the pight in fadness, and early in the morning, went in search of my friend, the philofopher, whose conversation is to me, as the rod of Krishna, which no sooner touched the eyes of Arjoon, than be faw the figure of truth, as it appears unto the Gods themselves. This amiable friend, had of late been so much engrossed by his sliedubo pursuits, that I had enjoyed

little of his company. He received me. with an air of unusual vivacity. “ When I last saw you,” said he, “ I am afraid I must have appeared strangely inattentive; but, in truth, my mind was at that time very much embarrassed, and almost folely occupied on a subject, which I did not then choose to speak of, but which I shall pow fully explain. You must know, that I had lately entered on a course of experiments more interesting than any in which, I have ever yet engaged, and from which I had no doubt, a most important discovery would refult. I found it, however, altogether impossible to go on without the assistance of an additional apparatus, the price of which was far more than I could afford. It was fifty pounds ? Little less than a quarter of a year's rent of my whole eftate! What was I to do? berpeak it of the artizan, without having the money ready to pay for it? This would be nothing less than an act of wilful dishonesty, for dishonesty, either to onefelf or orbers, running in debe always is.

Could I hope to save it by retrenching any of my ordinary expences? I calculated every thing, even to living on bread and water, but found it impossible. I had, then, nothing for it, but to relinquith my plan entirely, and since I could

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