creature, or as one who was so ignorant of the principal glory of the
human nature, as to place his pride in a barbarous insensibility.

These lines translated from Juvenal by Mr. Tate, I have been often
pleased with:

Compassion proper to mankind appears:
Which Nature witness'd, when she lent us tears.
Of tender sentiments we only give
These proofs: To weep is our prerogative:
To show by pitying looks, and melting eyes,
How with a suff'ring friend we sympathise.
Who can all sense of other ills escape,
Is but a brute at best, in human shape.

It cannot but yield me some pleasure, hardly as I have sometimes thought
of the people of the house, that such a good man as Captain Tomlinson had
spoken well of them, upon inquiry.

And here I stop a minute, my dear, to receive, in fancy, your kind
congratulation.

My next, I hope, will confirm my present, and open still more agreeable
prospects. Mean time be assured, that there cannot possibly any good
fortune befal me, which I shall look upon with equal delight to that I
have in your friendship.

My thankful compliments to your good Mr. Hickman, to whose kind invention
I am so much obliged on this occasion, conclude me, my dearest Miss Howe,