 few suspicious hints to his Lordship, who is an intimate acquaintance of Dupont's, and frequently visits here.—There is no pleasure like demolishing a prude—but half my satisfaction is destroyed, by knowing that she don't like the man—yet it may mortify her pride a little to know that he thinks ill of her—It shall be done.


MR. STANLEY TO MR. EVELYN.
I TAKE up the pen to address you in the same manner that Queen Anne's ministers used to Lord Peterborough, and write rather at than to you.
I hope you are by this time set out on your tour, and think it highly probable that this may find you measuring some of those stupendous lusus naturae, vulgarly called the Giant's Causeway—as if dame Nature, who is an admirable oeconomist, ever used two means to produce one end, and first made giants

merely to lift these massy piles of quarry, which most assuredly grew in the very spot where you will find them. We have some such superstition, I think, with regard to Stonehenge also; but, like all other traditions, it is only believed by the ignorant; though, by the way, the learned have not yet been able to tell us how those huge pillars were conveyed to Salisbury plain; and I can hardly suppose them to have started up there of their own accord; though there are a sort of philosophers who liberally endow stupid and sluggish matter with both thought and action.
Now for matters less conjectural.—The case is pretty plain, I think, with regard to Miss Harley; yet on the face of the evidence I am apprehensive she will be nonsuited, for I well remember that hers was not a beautiful one some dozen years ago.—I pity her sincerely, however; all

unsuccessful passions are intitled to compassion, and the distresses of a female interest our humanity, much more than those of our own sex. There certainly cannot be a more aukward or mortifying situation for a woman, than that of being in love with a man who dislikes her. There is in this, as well as many other cases, an unjust distinction made between the sexes, as there is a certain degree of disgrace attached to the idea of a rejected female, while a man may be refused by half a dozen ladies, and pay his addresses to a seventh, with as good a grace, as if she had been the primary object of his affections.
I am ready to agree with you with regard to the effects produced by different modes of masculine and feminine elocution, for that is the sole distinction you have made,
