Forgive me, madam, if sometimes I am ready to preach: it is my province. Who but your brother can make every province his, and accommodate himself to every subject?

We reached Sir Harry Beauchamp’s that night; and there took up our lodgings.

Sir Harry seems to be in a swift decay; and he is-very sensible of it. He rejoiced to see your brother. I was afraid, fcir Charles Grandison, said he, that our next meeting would have been in another world. May we meet hereafter, and I shall be happy!

This was a wish, a thought, not to be discouraged in a dying man. Sir Charles was affected with it. You know, madam, that your brother has a heart the most tender, and, at the same time, the most intrepid, of human hearts. I have learned much from him. He preaches by action. Till I knew him, young man as he then was, and still is, my preaching was by words . — I was contented, that my actions disgraced not my words.

Lady Beuuchump, as my patron afterwards told me, confessed, in tears, that she should owe to him all the tranquillity of mind which she can hope for, if she survive Sir Harry. O sir, said she, till I knew you, I was a narrow, selfish creature, I was j.alou* of a father’s love to a worthy son; whose worthiness I knew not, as a son, and as a friend; that was the happiest day of our Beauchamp’s life, which intro-duced him to an intimacy with you.

Here, on Friday morning, we left Mr. Beauchamp, sorrowing for his father’s illness, and endeavouring by every tender act of duty, to comfort his mother-inlaw on a deprivation, with which, I am afraid, she will soon be tried.

My Beauchamp loves you, Sir Charles, said Sir Harry, at parting in the morning after breakfast; and so he ought. Wherever you are, he wants to be; but spare him to his mother and’ me for a few days: he is her comforter, and mine. Fain, very fain, would I have longer rejoiced, if God had seen fit, in the love of both. But I resign to the Divine will. Pray for me: you also, Dr. Bartlett, pray for me. My son tells me what a good man you are And may we meet in heaven! I am afraid, Sir Charles, that I never shall see you again in this world But why should I oppress your noble heart? God be your guide and protector! Take care of your precious health. You have a great deal to do, before you finish your glorious course, and come to this last period of human vanity.

My patrou was both grieved and rejoiced Re-joiced to see Sir Harry in a frame of mind so dif — ferent from that to which he had been a witness in Sir Margrave Pollexfen; and grieved to find him past all hopes of recovery.