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I trust, send you many blessings to supply the place 

 of that you have lost. I cannot help sending you a 

 few lines from memory, part of an epitaph on four 

 children, who died of the plague about 150 years 

 ago. They are engraved on a monument in a field 

 somewhere in England. The style is not perfect, 

 but the sentiments very affecting: — 



" Good and Great God, to thee we do resign 

 Our four sweet sons, for they were chiefly thine ; 

 And, Lord, we were not worthy of the name 

 To be the sons of faithful Abraham, 

 If we had not been willing for thy sake 

 To yield our all, — as he his son Isa-ac ! " 



I regret much that I may have innocently added to 

 your affliction by the toys I sent, and yet I think 

 they will (after a time) not have that effect. 



Cannot you visit England once more ? I have 

 many reasons to wish you could. My connections 

 are now much increased, and I could procure you 

 more amusement than when you were here before. 

 We would visit the good Marchioness of Rocking- 

 ham, with whom I am now quite intimate ; and I 

 assure you she is a most excellent character. How 

 often do I wish for you when I am there ! 



I have also made an acquaintance I like very 

 much in Sir Abraham and Lady Hume, a charming 

 family indeed. I have just been ten days at their 

 house in Hertfordshire. I spent two days at Bul- 

 strode lately, and was very kindly treated. All these 

 places, and others, we will one day visit together ; 

 but we must not confine ourselves to grandees. I 

 have one family with whom I must make you ac- 



