--
Paunceford, however, does him the honour to speak of him still,
with uncommon regard; and to declare what pleasure it would give
him to contribute in any shape to his convenience: 'But you know
(he never fails to add) he's a shy kind of a man -- And then such a
perfect philosopher, that he looks upon all superfluities with
the most sovereign
contempt. Having given you this sketch of squire Paunceford, I
need not make any comment on his character, but leave it at the
mercy of your own reflection; from which I dare say, it will meet
with as little quarter as it has found with
Yours always,
J. MELFORD
BATH, May 10.
To Mrs MARY JONES, at Brambleton-hall.
DEAR MOLLY,
We are all upon the ving -- Hey for London, girl! -- Fecks! we have
been long enough here; for we're all turned tipsy turvy -- Mistress
has excarded Sir Ulic for kicking of Chowder; and I have sent O
Frizzle away, with a flea in his ear -- I've shewn him how little I
minded his tinsy and his long tail -- A fellor, who would think for
to go, for to offer, to take up with a dirty trollop under my
nose -- I ketched him in the very feet, coming out of the
housemaids garret.
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