"O THOU (meaning the ALMIGHTY) by whom "Thou (meaning the fun) art enlightened, illumi"nate my mind, that my actions may be agree"able to THY will!"

And this I will think of, my Lucy, as often as my early hour, for the future, fhall be irradiated by that glorious orb.

Every body was pleafed with Mr and Mrs. Reeves. Their modefty, good fenfe, and amiable tempers, and the kind, yet not oftentatious regard which they expreft to each other (a regard fo creditable to the married ftate), caufe them to be always treated and spoken of with diftinction.

But I believe, as I am in a fcribbling vein, I muft give you the particulars of one conversation; in which farther honour was done to Dr Bartlett.

After dinner, the Countefs, drawing me on one fide by both my hands, faid, Well, our other sister, our new found fifter, let me know how you like us; I am in pain left you should not love us as well as you do our Northamptonshire relations.

You overcome me, madam, with your goodness. Mifs Grandifon then coming towards us, Dear Mifs Grandifon, faid I, help me to words

No, indeed, I'll help you to nothing. I am jealous. Lady L. don't think to rob me of my Harriet's preferable love, as you have of Sir Charles's. I will be beft fifter here. But what was your fubject-Yet I will anfwer my own question. Some pretty compliment, I fuppofe; women to women. Women hunger and thirst after compliments. Rather than be without them, if no men are at hand to flatter us, we love to say. handfome things to one another; and fo teach the men to find us out.

You need not be jealous, Charlotte, faid the Countefs: You may be fure. This faucy girl, Mifs Byron, is ever fruftrating her own pretenfions. Can flattery, Charlotte, fay what we will, have place

place here? But tell me, Mifs Byron, how you like Dr Bartlett?

Ay, tell us, Harriet, faid Mifs Grandifon, how you like Dr Bartlett? Pray Lady L. don't anticipate me: I propofe to give our new fifter the hif tory of us all: And is not Dr Bartlett one of us? She has already given me the history of all her friends, and of herfelf: And I have communicated? to you, like a good fifter, all she has told me.

I confidered Dr Bartlett, I faid, as a faint; and at the fame time, as a man of true politeness.

He is indeed, faid the Countefs, all that is worthy and amiable in man. Don't you fee how Sir Charles admires him to an

Pray, Lady L. keep clear of my province. Here is Sir Charles. He will not let us break into parties.

Sir Charles heard this laft fentence-Yet I wonder not, faid he, joining us, that three fuch women get together: Goodness to goodness is a natural attraction. We men, however, will not be exclu->> ded. Dr Bartlett, if you pleafe

The doctor approached in a moft graceful manner-Let me again, Mifs Byron, prefent Dr Bartlett to you, as a man that is an honour to his cloth; and that is the fame thing, as if I faid, to human nature [the good man bowed in filence]; and Mifs Byron to you, my good doctor (taking my hand), as a lady moft worthy your diftinguifha lady mor ed regard. In IMIT

You do me too much honour, Sir, faid I. fhall hope, good Dr Bartlett, by your inftructions, to be enabled to deferve fuch a recommendation.

My dear Harriet, faid the Countefs, fnatching my other hand, you are a good girl; and that is more to your honour than beauty

Be quiet, Lady L. faid Mifs Grandison.

Mr Grandifon came up What? Is there not another hand for me?

I was vexed at his interruption. It prevented Dr Bartlett from faying fomething that his lips were opening to speak with a smile of benignity.

How the world, faid Sir Charles, fmiling, will push itself in! Heart, not hand, my dear Mr Grandifon, was the fubject.:

Whenever you, Sir Charles, and the doctor, and these ladies, are got together, I know I must be unfeasonable: But if you exclude me fuch company, how fhall I ever be what you and the doctor would have me to be.

Lord L. and Lord G. were coming up to us: See your attraction, Mifs Byron! faid the Countess.

But, joined in Miss Grandison, we will not leave our little Jervois by herself, expecting and longing! Our coufins Reeves-(only that when they are together, they cannot want company)-fhould not be thus left. Is there more than one heart among us? This man's excepted, humourously pushing Mr Grandifon, as if from the company-Let us be orderly, and take our feats.

How cruel is this! faid Mr Grandifon, appealing to Sir Charles.

Indeed I think it is a little cruel, Charlotte. Not fo: Let him be good then.-Till when, may all our fex fay, to fuch men as my coufin has been "Thus let it be done by the man, whom, if he were good, good perfons would delight to ho- :

nour."

Shame, if not principle, faid Lord L. fmiling, would effect the cure, if all ladies were to act thus. Don't you think fo, coufin Everard?

Well, well, faid Mr Grandifon, I will be good as faft as I can: But doctor, what fay you?— Rome was not built in a day.

I have great hopes of Mr Grandifon, said the Doctor. But, ladies, you must not, as Mr Grandison obferved, exclude from the benefit of 1

your converfation,

converfation, the man whom you with to be good.

What! Not till he is good? faid Mifs Grandifon. Did I not fay, we should delight to honour him when he was?

But, what, Sir Charles (come, I had rather take my cue from you than any body), what are the figns which I am to give to be allowed? Only thefe, my coufin-When you can be ferious on serious fubjects; yet so chearful in your feriousness, as if it fat eafy upon you; when you can, at times, prefer the company and converfation of Dr Bartlett, who is not a folemn or severe man, to any other; and, in general, had rather stand well in his opinion, than in that of the gayest man or woman in the world.

Provided yours, Sir Charles, may be added to the Doctor's

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Command me, Mr Grandifon, whenever you two are together. We will not opprefs you with our fubjects. Our converfation fhall be that of men, of chearful men. You fhall lead them and change them at pleasure. The first moment (and: I will watch for it) that I fhall imagine you to be tired or uneafy, I will break off the conversation; and you fhall leave us, and pursue your own diverfions, without a question.

You were always indulgent to me, Sir Charles, faid Mr Grandifon; and I have retired, and blufhed to myself, fometimes, for wanting your indulgence.

Tea was preparing. Sir Charles took his owIE feat next Lord L. whom he fet in to talk of Scot

land. He enjoyed the account my Lord gave

of the pleafure which the Counters, on that her first journey into thofe parts, gave to all his family and friends; as Lady L. on her part acknowledged fhe had a grateful fenfe of their goodness to

her.

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I rejoice, faid Sir Charles, that the fea divides us not from fuch worthy people as you, my Lord, have given us a relation to. Next vifit you make (Charlotte, I hope, will accompany me) I intend to make one in your train, as I have told your Lordship before.

You will add to our pleasure, Sir Charles. All my relations are prepared to do you honour.

But, my Lord, did not the ladies think a little hardly of your Lordship's engagement? that a man of your merit fhould go from Scotland for a wife? I do affure you, my Lord, that, in all the countries I have been in, I never faw finer women than I have feen in Scotland; and, in very few nations, though fix times as large, greater numbers of them.

I was to be the happiest of men, Sir Charles, in a Grandifon-I thank you, bowing.

It is one of my felicities, my Lord, that my fifter calls herself yours.

Lady L. whifpering me, as I fat between her. and Miss Grandifon, the two worthiest hearts in the world, Mifs Byron! my Lord L.'s, and my brother's!

With joy I congratulate your ladyship on both, re-whispered I. May God long continue to you two fuch bleffings!

I thought of the vile Sir Hargrave at the

time.

I can tell you how, faid Mr Grandifon, to repay that nation-You, Sir Charles, fhall go down, and bring up with you a Scottish lady.

I was vexed with myself for ftarting. I could not help it.

Don't you think, Lucy, that Sir Charles made a very fine compliment to the Scottish ladies?—I own that I have heard the women of our northern countries praifed also. But are there not, think you, as pretty women in England?

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