so, she says she shall not be able to beat her own reflexions, nor look her friends in the face.

My dear Dr. Bartlett, how have I, who have hitherto so happily escaped the snares by which the feet of unreflectiong youth are often entangled by women of light same, been embarrassed by perverse accidents that have arisen from my friendships with the worthy of the Sex! Was there ever a more excellent family than this?—Every individual of it is excellent. And is not then worthiness, and even their piety, the cause to which our mutual difficulties are owing?

But, O my Religion and my Country! I cannot, canno• renounce you! What can this short life give, what can it promise, to warrant such a sacrifice!
I said nothing to Camilla, you may believe, of what I could or could not do; yet she saw my distress: She took notice of it Being firmly persuaded of the excellency of her own religion, she wondered that a man of reflexion and reading could be of a contrary one. Her heart, she said, as well as the heart of her young Lady, boded an unhappy issue to ou• Loves: Heaven avert it! said the honest woman: But what m y we not fear by way of judgment, where a young Lady—Forgive me, Sir—presers a man she thinks she ought not to prefer; and where a gentleman will not be convinced of errors which the Church condemns?
She again begged I would forgive her. I praised her good intention, and sincere dealing; and leaving her▪ went into the garden.
I sound the young Lady in the Orange-grove. You have been in that ga den, Dr. Bartlett.
She turned her face towards me, as I drew near her, and seeing who it was, stopt.
Clementina, armed with conscious worthiness, as if she had resumed the same spirit which had animated her on the eve of my departure from Bologna, condescended to advance two or three paces towards me.
Lovely woman, thought I, encourage the true dignity that shines in that noble aspect!—Who knows what may be our destiny?
I bowed. Veneration, esteem, and concern, from the thought of what that might be, all joined to make my obeisance profound.
I was going to speak. She prevented me. Her air and manner were great.
You are welcome, Sir, said▪ she. My mamma bid me say welcome. I could not then speak: And she

was so good to you, as to answer for my heart. My voice is now found