We are entered into our new house. It is fur-nished in taste. Lord G. has wanted but very little of my correction, I do assure you, in the disposition of every-thing: he begins to want employment. Have you, Harriet, any-thing to busy him in? I am not willing to teach him to knot. Poor man! He has already knit one that he cannot untie.

God bless the honest soul! He came to me, just now, so prim, and so pleased A parrot and paroquet The parrot is the finest talker! He had great difficulty, he said, in getting them. He had ob-served, that I was much taken with Lady Finlay’s parrot. Lady Finlay had a marmouset too. 1 wonder the poor man did not bring me a monkey. O! but you’ll say, That was needless You are very smart, Harriet, upon my man. I won’t allow any-body but myself to abuse him.

Intolerable levity, Charlotte! And so it is. But to whom? Only to you. 1 love the man better every day than the former. When I write of him thus saucily, it is in the gaiety of my heart: but if, instead of a smile, I have drawn upon myself your contempt, what a mortification, however deserved, will that be to your

CHARLOTTE G.!

Letter XXII.

Miss Byron to Lady G.

Selby-housc, August 8.

You write my dear Lady G. with intent to make me smile. I thank you for your intention: it is not wholly lost. My friends and I are one; and my uncle and cousin, James laughed out at several places in your lively letter. Lucy smiled: Rut shall I tell you what my grandmamma and aunt said?

I will not Now will your curiosity be excited.

To say the truth, they spoke not, they only shook their heads. I saw, my dear, greatly as they love and admire you. that if they had smiled, it would have been at, not with, the poor Charlotte (Let me pity you, my dear!) who, in some places of her letter, could sport with the infirmities of age, to which we are all advancing, and even wish to arrive at; and in others treat lightly a man, to whom she owes respect, and has vowed duty; and who almost adores her.

You ask, my dear, which of a certain pair has most understanding? And you bid me not mortify you with giving it on the man’s side. I will not. Lord G. is far from being wanting in understanding; but Lady G. has undoubtedly more than thousands, even of seiisible women: but in her treatment of certain subjects, she by no means shews it. There’s for you, my dear! I hope you will be displeased with your Harriet. You ought to take one of us to task. Methinks I would not have you be angry with yourself.