the same time you desire me that you may not be quite at a loss in
Conversation among the Beau Monde next Winter, to send you an account of
the present State of Wit in Town; which, without further Preface, I
shall therefore endeavour to perform, and give you the Histories and
Characters of all our Periodical Papers, whether Monthly, Weekly, or
Diurnal, with the same freedom I used to send you our other Town News.

I shall only premise, that as you know I never cared one Farthing either
for Whig or Tory, So I shall consider our Writers purely as they are
such, without any respect to which Party they may belong.

Dr. King has for some time lain down his MONTHLY PHILOSOPHICAL
TRANSACTIONS, which the Title Page informed us at first, were only to be
continued as they Sold; and tho' that Gentleman has a World of Wit, yet
as it lies in one particular way of Raillery, the Town soon grew weary
of his Writings; tho' I cannot but think, that their Author deserves a
much better Fate, than to Languish out the small remainder of his Life
in the Fleet Prison.

About the same time that the Doctor left off Writing, one Mr. Ozell put
out his MONTHLY AMUSEMENT, (which is still continued) and as it is
generally some French Novel or Play indifferently Translated, is more or
less taken Notice of, as the Original Piece is more or less Agreeable.

As to our Weekly Papers, the Poor REVIEW is quite exhausted, and grown
so very Contemptible, that tho' he has provoked all his Brothers of the
Quill round, none of them will enter into a Controversy with him. This
Fellow, who had excellent Natural Parts, but wanted a small Foundation
of Learning, is a lively instance of those Wits, who, as an Ingenious
Author says, will endure but one Skimming.