 defect in principle runs through the whole mass, in morals as well as chemistry. Gratitude is the most natural of all virtues; because it is the first affection that children become susceptible of.
Do you know that Emma and Mr. Stanley are both jealous of our correspondence, though I shew them your letters—but not my own—for I hate to

be corrected, and my husband is a critic, you know: and so adieu,
My dear Charles,
LUCY STANLEY.
P. S. Lady Juliana is gone to her brother's seat at Richmond, for a few days.


WILLIAM STANLEY TO CHARLES EVELYN.
THOUGH you have changed hands, and seem more inclined to address yourself to Lucy than me, I will not, even to her, my other, better self, relinquish the pleasure I have always received from your correspondence; and though she and I are but one, in the common interests of life, I must insist upon preserving a separate and exclusive claim to the continuance of your former friendship.

The fullness of my heart requires a confidant—Happiness admits of participation more than sorrow—
For grief is proud, and makes its owner stout.
While felicity looks humbly round for objects on which it may diffuse itself; grief contracts, but joy dilates the mind—Then let me pour into your breast the effusions of my own, and tell my friend, with transport tell him, there never was a happier man than your brother.
O Charles! the treasures of my Lucy's mind have been concealed till now; beneath the mask of gaiety she hid the tenderest, noblest feelings of the heart, the justest sentiments, and the most perfect female understanding—I glory in doing justice to her sex—Wherefore do blockheads affect to compliment a woman

of sense, by saying she has a masculine understanding? Learning cannot bestow either sense or genius; if it could, we should not have so many drones and boobies issue from our colleges.—Sense is the common of two, and not confined to either sex—suppose it then equally bestowed on both, women must surely have the advantage over us; the purity of their minds and morals must render it less sophisticate than ours, which is even in our early youth debauched by vicious indulgences, and clogged with scholastic systems.
Did you imagine that I should ever become such a champion for the ladies?
But what can't a charming woman do?
The discovery of your sister's uncommon merits, which were concealed by modesty alone, have rendered me such an enthusiast with regard to women, that I cannot address a chambermaid

without some degree of respect.—You may laugh, if you
