 of your letters I take unkindly;

it is treating me like an infant, who forgets his play-thing when it is removed from his sight—Can you suppose that I should cease to think, because you do not speak of the sole object that occupies my mind?
My agreeable friend and fellow-traveller, grows impatient to return to England, as we have the pleasure of hearing that Mrs. Williams's health is nearly established.—I shall be sorry to quit this kingdom with which I am extremely charmed, as much with the people, from whom I have received infinite civilities, as with the place.—But notwithstanding my reluctance, I shall accompany Captain Harrison to Bristol, and use my utmost endeavours to put him in possession of the greatest treasure this world can afford, an amiable wife.—I think it is almost needless to tell you that I mean to resign Captain Williams's

legacy in favour of his widow; surely I have no title to his fortune, and only held it in trust till she was able to enjoy it.—The value of the gift will be enhanced, by the pleasure she must necessarily receive from bestowing it on a man whose fortune, though by no means contemptible, is far from being adequate to his generosity.
Captain Harrrison's estate lies in a different province from this; he has business there, I shall attend him, and therefore soon bid adieu to this Eden.—As I am self-banished from London, it is of little consequence in what part of his Majesty's dominions I reside.—Your letters will be forwarded to me with punctuality, and I shall with impatience expect you to put it in my power to relieve my loved Emma's distress, by acquainting me with the means that are wanting to her happiness.

I beg to be indulged with an account of Lady Juliana's health, and of every thing that relates to yours, and my sister's welfare.—I live but in ye all.
CHARLES EVEYLN.


CHARLES EVELYN TO WILLIAM STANLEY.
Roscommon.
THE post is come in without bringing me a letter, which is a real disappointment, because I fear the delay may retard the happiness of others as well as mine.
Harrison's business will oblige us to stay some days in this town, which is a very dull one, and the country round it

less cultivated than any part of Ireland that I have yet seen.—The lands are entirely given up to pasture, and we have rode over plains of five or six and thirty miles in circumference, without seeing the face, or even the
