, was sufficient to draw drops of sweat from
any man of ordinary imagination - She danced one minuet with our friend, Mr.
Mitchelson, who favoured her so far, in the spirit of hospitality and
politeness; and she was called out a second time by the young laird of
Ballymawhawple, who, coming in by accident, could not readily find any other
partner; but as the first was a married man, and the second paid no particular
homage to her charms, which were also over-looked by the rest of the company,
she became dissatisfied and censorious - At supper, she observed that the Scotch
gentlemen made a very good figure, when they were a little improved by
travelling; and therefore it was pity they did not all take the benefit of going
abroad - She said the women were aukward, masculine creatures; that, in dancing,
they lifted their legs like so many colts; that they had no idea of graceful
motion, and put on their clothes in a frightful manner; but if the truth must be
told, Tabby herself was the most ridiculous figure, and the worst dressed of the
whole assembly - The neglect of the male sex rendered her malcontent and
peevish; she now found fault with every thing at Edinburgh, and teized her
brother to leave the place, when she was suddenly reconciled to it on a
religious consideration - There is a sect of fanaticks, who have separated
themselves from the established kirk, under the name of Seceders - They
acknowledge no earthly head of the church, reject lay-patronage, and maintain
the methodist doctrines of the new birth, the new light, the efficacy of grace,
the insufficiency of works, and the operations of the spirit. Mrs. Tabitha,
attended by Humphry Clinker, was introduced to one of their conventicles, where
they both received much edification; and she has had the good fortune to come
acquainted with a pious Christian, called Mr. Moffat, who is very powerful in
prayer, and often assists her in private exercises of devotion.
    I never saw such a concourse of genteel company at any races in England, as
appeared on the course of Leith-Hard by, in the fields called the Links, the
citizens of Edinburgh divert themselves at a game called golf, in which they use
a curious kind of bats, tipt with horn, and small elastic balls of leather,
stuffed with feathers, rather less than tennis balls, but of a much harder
consistence - This they strike with such force and dexterity from one hole to
another, that they will fly to an incredible distance. Of this diversion the
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