the late Mr. Henry. — 231 
were spent by Mr. Henry in the country, a 
mode of life, which, now that his season of 
active exertion was passed, was peculiarly 
suited to him, not only by the tranquil retire- 
ment which) it afforded, but by its enabling 
him to indulge that sensibility to the charms of 
rural scenery, which can, perhaps, only exist 
in a pure and virtuous mind. His perception 
of these pleasures. was at no period more 
lively, than after he had entered his 81st year. 
In a note, addressed to the writer of these 
pages, in the autumn of 1815, he describes, 
in animated language, one of those events, 
which.so agreeably diversify the face of na- 
ture. in the country. “« Yesterday” he says, 
“« we had one of the most beautiful appear- 
** ancesin the garden 1 ever witnessed.. Every 
“ leaf—every petal—every projecting fibre— 
*« was beset, with a minute globule of water, 
‘“* and when the sun shone upon the flowers 
“« and shrubs, they seemed as if studded with 
“ myriads of brilliants. The gossamer, too, 
** with which the hedges were covered, was 
«adorned with the same splendent appenda- 
*¢ ges, The cause,” he adds, “ of this de- 
position of moisture must, I wl te have 
“ been electrical.” 
The winter of the year 1815, which Mr. 
Henry passed in Manchester, was a season of 
