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To which is annexed,
advertised to be published in O&tober 1767,
but which was then violently suppressed.
w The Web of our Life is of a mingled Yarn, Good and II}
“ together; our Virtues would be proud, if our Faults whipt
All's Well obar Ends Will, A& 4, Scene iii.
THE FOURTA EDITIO N.
IN FIVE VOLUMES.
E O N D ON:
July 25, 17My journey from Bristol to Chester was very disagreeable, as it was across the country, and through bad roads. When I got to that city, I met my servants, together with all my paraphernalia, plate, and every thing but the money I expected for the overplus of my jewels. Mr. Calcraft wrote to me; but he took no notice of what alone could have made his letter agreeable. As the epistle is rather a curious one, I will copy it. Young gentlemen may learn from it how to write to their sweethearts.
Chrif Jesus God, why do you keep me in " this torment. If you will not write, tell me “ fo, and make me completely miserable. I “ have had a letter from my Lord, and have seen " that to your maid ; by which I find you are * unalterable in your resolution. I hate Holl
“ wood, and every place which reminds me how
happy I have been in your company. Caroline “ has almost broke my heart with shewing me “ the sweet letter which accompanied your fair
ing. Every body is made happy but me; hut “ vexation and the gout will soon relieve you " from the man you hate. I have ordered the “ plate, your new sedan, and books, to be sent you. “ I have sent you the parchment I have found, "« which I suppose is the counterpart of your an
nuity; but, depend upon it, I shall not think it “ sufficient for your support. For God's fake! " write to me, and be assured, whilft I have - breath, I am affectionately yours.
JOHN CALCRAFT.” The parchment mentioned in the above letter was that given me by Mr. Davy, the person who had lent me the five hundred pounds. It was a writing to show that I had only fold the annuity. conditionally. Mr. Calcraft's barefaced meanness, in pretending to be ignorant of what he had before upbraided me with, increased if possible my difguft and contempt.
Unfortunately for me, I kept these feelings, with the injuries which occasioned them, a secret from every body but Lady Tyrawley; whilft my former friend, the person who had succeeded me
in Mr. Calcraft's affection, propagated innumerable falsehoods against me. As the possessed a fertile genius, she was able to clothe them with an appearance of planfibility, which made them believed ; and my filence gave her every advantage over me. My extravagance furnished her with a fund of calumny. Nor was this the worst. It was industriously reported, that I er.tertained a partiality for a man I scarcely knew ; and that this was the cause of my leaving Mr. Calcraft. So improbable a story, I think, could hardly gain belief. For, had that been the case, I should certainly have staid in London, where my imagined lover was, rather than have removed to fo great a distance from him.
But to what lengths will not malevolence and the love of flander carry some people! How finely, and at the same time how justly, has Shakspere described this propensity, in the following lines !
Slander Whose edge is sharper than the sword;" whose tongue Out-venoms all the worms of Nile; whose brcath Rides on the posting winds, and doth belie All corners of the world, kings, queens, and states, Maids, matrons ; nay, the secrets of the grave This viperous flander enters *.
* Cymbeline, Act III. Scene IV.