By this time, my dear Dr. Bartlett, you will guess that 1 have a design upon you. It is, that you will assist me in executing the will of my late friend. Make enquiries after, and recommend to me, objects worthy of relief You were very desirous, some time ago, to retire to the Hall: but I knew not how to spare you; and I hoped to attend you thither. c3

You shall now set out for that place as soon as you please. And that neither may be (or as little as possible) losers by the separation, every thing that we would say to each other, were we together, thnt^ as we used to do, we will say by pen and ink. We will be joint executors, in the first place, for this sum of 30001.

Make enquiries then, as soon as you get down, for worthy objects The industrious poor, of all persuasions, reduced either by age, infirmity, or ac-cident; those who labour under incurable maladies; youth, of either sex, capable of beginning the world to advantage, but destitute of the means; these, in particular, are the objects we both think worthy of assistance. You shall take 5001. down with you, for a beginning.

It is my pride, it is my glory, that I can say, Dr. Bartlett and Charles Grandison, on all benevolent occasions, are actuated by one soul. My dear friend, adieu.

Letter III.

Miss Byron to Miss Selby.

Saturday night, March 18. I HAVE furnished the ladies, and my lord, with more letters. And so they have all my heart before them! I don’t care. The man is Sir Charles Grandison; and they railly me not so much as before, while they thought I affected reserves to them. Indeed it would be cruel, if they did; and I should have run away from them.

I am glad you all think, that the two sisters used me severely. They really did. But I have this jrati$cation of my pride in reflecting upon their treatment of me 1 would not have done so by them, had situations been exchanged: and I think myself nearer an equality with them, than I had thought myself before. But they arc good women, and my sincere friends and well-wishers; and I forgive them: and so mitst my grandmamma.

I am sorry, methinks, that her delicacy has been offended on the occasion. And did she weep at the hearing read my account of that attack made upon her girl by the over-lively Charlotte? O the dear, the indulgent,parent! How tender was it of my aunt too, to be concerned for the poor Harriet’s delicacy, so hard put to it as she was! It did indeed (as she distinguishes in her usual charming manner) look, as if they put a great price upon their intended friendship to me, with regard to my interest in their brother’s heart: as if the favour done to the humbled girl, if they could jointly procure for her their brother’s countenance, might well allow of their raillery Don’t, pray don’t, mj^ dear grand-mamma, call it by a severer name. They did not, I am sure they did not, mean to hurt me so much, as I really was hurt. So let it pass. Humour and raillery are very difficult things to rein in. They are ever curveting like a prancing horse; and they will often throw the rider who depends more upon his skill in managing them, than he has reason to do.