I am not so ignorant, ing it a serious answer. madam, as not to see there are many sarcasms contained in it, and solecisms also. (Solecism is a word that comes from the town of Soleis in Attica, among the Greeks, built by Solon, and applied as we use the word Kidderminster for curtains from a town also of that name ; — but this is learning you have no taste for !) — I say, madam, that there are many sarcasms in it, and solecisms also. But not to seem an ill-natured critic, I'll take leave to quote your own words, and give you my remarks upon them as they You begin as follows: occur. "I hope, my good Doctor, you soon will be here, And your spring-velvet coat very smart will appear, To open our ball the first day of the year.' "Pray, madam, where did you ever find the epithet 'good,' applied to the title of doctor? Had you called me 'learned doctor,' or 'grave, doctor,' or 'noble doctor,' it might be allowable, because they belong to the profession. But, not to cavil at trifles, you talk of my spring-velvet coat,' and advise me to wear it the first day in the year, that is, in the middle of winter! — a spring-velvet coat in the middle of winter!!! That would be a solecism indeed! and yet to increase the inconsistency, in another part of your letter you call me a beau. Now, on one side or other, you must be wrong. If I am a beau, I can never think of wearing a spring-velvet in winter ; and if I am not a beau, why then, that explains itself. But let me go on to your two next strange lines: LETTER TO MRS. BUNBURY. "And bring with you a wig, that is modish and gay, To dance with the girls that are makers of hay.' 341 "The absurdity of making hay at Christmas you yourself seem sensible of: you say your sister will laugh; and so indeed she well may ! The Latins have an expression for a contemptuous kind of laughter, 'naso contemnere adunco;' that is, to laugh with a crooked nose. She may laugh at you in the manner of the ancients if she thinks fit. But now I come to the most extraordinary of all extraordinary propositions, which is, to take your and your sister's advice in playing at loo. The presumption of the offer raises my indignation beyond the bounds of prose; it inspires me at once with verse and resentment. I take advice! and from whom? You shall hear. "First let me suppose, what may shortly be true, All smirking, and pleasant, and big with adventure, I lay down my stake, apparently cool, While the harpies about me all pocket the pool. I fret in my gizzard, yet, cautious and sly, I wish all my friends may be bolder than I: Yet still they sit snug, not a creature will aim By losing their money to venture at fame. 'T is in vain that at niggardly caution I scold, 'T is in vain that I flatter the brave and the bold: All play their own way, and they think me an ass, 'What does Mrs. Bunbury?'. . 'I, Sir? I pass.' 'Pray what does Miss Horneck? take courage, come do,' . Who, I?- let me see, sir, why I must pass too.' Mr. Bunbury frets, and I fret like the devil, To see them so cowardly, lucky, and civil. Yet still I sit snug, and continue to sigh on, I venture at all, while my avarice regards The whole pool as my own.. 'Come, give me five cards.' I ask for advice from the lady that's next: Ah! the Doctor is loo'd! Come, Doctor, put down.' For giving advice that is not worth a straw, 'Pray what are their crimes?' . . 'They've been pilfering found.' 'But, pray, who have they pilfer'd?'. . 'A doctor, I hear.' What, yon solemn-faced, odd-looking man that stands near?' The same... What a pity! how does it surprise one, Two handsomer culprits I never set eyes on!' Then their friends all come round me with cringing and leering, To melt me to pity, and soften my swearing. First Sir Charles advances with phrases well-strung, THE FAIR CULPRITS. 'But then they 're so handsome, one's bosom it grieves.' 343 “There's the parish of Edmonton offers forty pounds; there's the parish of St. Leonard Shoreditch offers forty pounds; there's the parish of Tyburn, from the Hog-in-the-pound to St. Giles's watch-house, offers forty pounds, I shall have all that if I convict them!' "But consider their case, .. it may yet be your own! And see how they kneel! Is your heart made of stone?' This moves: . . so at last I agree to relent, For ten pounds in hand, and ten pounds to be spent.' "I challenge you all to answer this: I tell you, you cannot. It cuts deep. the rest of the letter: and nextroom so I believe I shall battle Barton some day next week. you all! But now for - but I want the rest out at I don't value We regret that we have no record of this Christmas visit to Barton; that the poet had no Boswell to follow at his heels, and take note of all his sayings and doings. We can only picture him in our minds, casting off all care; enacting the lord of misrule; presiding at the Christmas revels; providing all kinds of merriment; keeping the card-table in an uproar, and finally opening the ball on the first day of the year in his spring-velvet suit, with the Jessamy Bride for a partner. Yet still I sit snug, and continue to sigh on, Thus foil'd in my courage, on all sides perplext, I ask for advice from the lady that's next: 'Pray, ma'am, be so good as to give your advice; For giving advice that is not worth a straw, But the judge bids them, angrily, take off their hat. 'Pray what are their crimes?'.. 'They've been pilfering found.' 'But, pray, who have they pilfer'd?'. 'A doctor, I hear.' What, yon solemn-faced, odd-looking man that stands near?' The same.'..' What a pity! how does it surprise one, Two handsomer culprits I never set eyes on!' Then their friends all come round me with cringing and leer ing, To melt me to pity, and soften my swearing. First Sir Charles advances with phrases well-strung, |