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the horses-they're coming back, and, now, he has saved the lady!-I'm glad he has saved the lady!— Oh, how happy her brother will be! I hope Mr. Charles will-yes-here they come: Dick! run to the apothecary's for some sal volatile.-Deborah, bring a glass of water directly-This way, Sir-I'll assist you. [Places a chair.] Bless me! why don't somebody do something! I never saw such people in all my life!

[Capers about, doing nothing. Charles and William bring in Sophia Pointer, insensible, and place her in the chair. Deborah enters with a glass of water, and assists to recover her.]

Charles.-Thank Heaven! she has received no hurt the fright alone has overcome her.

Sophia. [Recovering.] Was my brother hurt? Charles. No, madam, he was not in the phaëton.

Sophia. True-I remember now-Oh, Sir! whoever you are, what can make amends for the service you have done me?

Charles. Your quick recovery will overpay me. Sophia. That glass of water has revived me. Trian-[to Sophia.] Wou'd you do me the favour to walk into a room less public. Mr. Charles will have the honour to escort you. The carriage will soon

be he here, ma'am.

Sophia. And my brother-
Charles.

I'll seek him this instant.

Trian.-Better let me do that-he's hardly, ma'am -Deborah, show the reading-room -that way, madam. [Exit Sophia, led by Charles.]-A most delectable young lady, sure enough! Now if we divide this

accident into its aliquot parts-we may find that threefourths of two-sixths of the people who drive high phaëtons ought to

Re-enter SAR HARRY.

Sir Harry.-Well-come-so far all's well-I've order'd 'em all to be bled; and if they catch no cold from the excessive heat and exertion, why-ehwhere's my sister?

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Trian.-In the next room, Sir, with a young gentleman, who has probably preserved her beautiful white neck from a vulgar fraction.

Sir Harry.-Bless me! I had forgot him—I'm sure he was very kind, for his own horse has slipt his shoulder; but I saw him taken care of, as well as my own, Who is the young man?

Trian-Son to a rich merchant.

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Sir Harry-Oh! which way did you say?

Trian.-This way, Sir.-Your horses are not hurt

then?

Sir Harry-No; nor I wou'dn't have had 'em hurt for half my estate. I have four sets complete and, as I never cross a horse that can't drink out of a cup of his own winning, 'twould puzzle even your schoolmaster's art of calculation to put a proper value on

'em.

Trian-You'll pardon me there, Sir: for, according to the well-known progression of arithmetic, if you were only to ask a farthing for the first horse, a halfpenny for the second, and so double it till you come to the twentieth, you might even take in the knowing

ones.

Sir Harry.-Psha! you're as ignorant as if you had never seen a stable in all your life. [Exit into the schoolroom, and instantly returns.] Why, zounds, I've made a mistake, and got into the school-room. [Goes into the reading-room.]

Trian. Now, in my opinion, you made a greater mistake in coming out of it, before you had finished your education.

Servant.

Enter a Servant in a rich livery,

Be so good as say, Lord and Lady Rigid are in the village, and, having heard of the accident, will call in a few minutes, to wait on the lady home.

Trian.-Lord and Lady Rigid! dear me, I shall have my house full of elegant company! Here'll be another bustle! Here, Deborah! tell Lord Rigidno, I mean, tell Dicky-no-I'll tell him myselfHis lordship's name would cut a pretty figure at the top of the subscription book—and if I can but muster up courage to ask-or, perhaps, Mr. Charles wou'd ask him, or I could make one of the boys write a a letter, or

Enter SIR HARRY, CHARLES, and SOPHIA, from the reading-room.

Sir Harry, I beg pardon for not knowing your title sooner; but the Right Honourable Lord Rigid's servant has been here, to say that his lordship and her ladyship will wait on your sister immediately.

Sir Hurry.-That's lucky! his lordship said he shou'd drive this way.

Enter LORD and LADY RIGID.

Sophia. My dear Lady Rigid, this is attention indeed; but for the gallantry of this gentleman, and the intrepidity of his servant, we had never met again in this world.

Lady Rigid-I congratulate you sincerely on your fortunate escape.

Lord Rigid.-Come, ladies-good morning, Sir. [Exeunt Lord and Lady Rigid and Sophia.] Charles. I think I never saw such a delightful girl in my life?

Trian.-Nor I-I wish she had put down her name its such a pretty one, Sophia! She's a namesake of Sophia Western. What a happy man he must be! Charles-Happy, indeed! but I fear insensible. Trian. No doubt of that—he's been on the shelf in my shop these two months.

Charles.-He! who?

Trian-Tom Jones.

Charles.-D-n Tom Jones!-it shall be so-I'll seek my friend Edmond instantly—and if it interferes not with the happiness of a friend, and she consents, not all the rules, nor all the Rigids in creation, shall keep me from Sophia. [Exit.]

Trian-I believe this is the first day of my introduc tion to very fashionable acquaintance. And this is the first time I've had my house quite full of company, who took no more notice of the master of it than if he was a post, and left him not one halfpenny the better for their gracious condescension. [Exit.]

THE ITALIAN PAMELA.

"Love gives esteem, and then he gives desert;
He either finds equality or makes it;

Like death, he knows no difference in degrees,
But plains and levels all."...... DRYDEN.

My Dear Child,

To the Countess of Bule.

Louvere*, Dec. 8, N. S. 1751.

THIS town is at present in a general stare; or, to use their own expression, sotto sopra; and not only this town, but the capital, Bergamo, the whole province, the neighbouring Brescian, and, perhaps, all the Venetian dominion, occasioned by an adventure exactly resembling, and, I believe copied from Pamela. I know not under what constellation that foolish stuff was wrote, but it has been translated into more languages than any modern performance I ever heard of. No proof of its influence was ever stronger than this present story, which, in Richardson's hands, would serve very well to furnish out seven or eight volumes. I shall make it as short as I can. Here is a gentleman's family, consisting of an old bachelor and his sister, who have fortune enough to live with great elegance; though without any magnificene, possessed of the esteem of all their acquaintance, he being distinguished by his probity, and she by her virtue. They are not only suffered, but sought after by all the best company, and, indeed, are the most conversable and reasonable people in the place. This Signora Diana, about ten years since,

* A small town on the shores of the lake of Isco, in the Venetian territory, celebrated for its beneficial mineral waters.

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