1742.] TO JOHN BARTRAM. 157 



Perhaps our learned friend, J. Logan, can show thee its descrip- 

 tion. 



Pray remember some growing roots of Ginseng, and Tennant's 

 Snake-root. 



What thou calls a black scink, we should be glad to know. Send 

 a skin, or draw his picture, whether it belongs to rabbit, or squir- 

 rel, fox, or what. 



I am delighted to hear that thou has a prospect of a subscrip- 

 tion. I wish it may operate. It will be a fine opportunity for us 

 both. * * * 



Health and success attend thee. Farewell. 



P. Collinson. 



London, July 3d, 1742. 



Oh ! Friend John : 



I can't express the concern of mind that I am under, on so many 

 accounts. I have lost my friend my brother. The man I loved, 

 and was dearer to me than all men is no more. I could fill this 

 sheet, and many more : but oh ! my anxiety of mind is so great, 

 that I can hardly write ; and yet I must tell thee, that on Friday, 

 July 2d, our dear friend, Lord Petre, was carried off by the 

 small-pox, in the thirtieth year of his age. Hard, hard, cruel hard, 

 be taken from his friends his family his country in the prime 

 of life ; when he had so many thousand things locked up in his 

 breast, for the benefit of them all, are now lost in embryo. 



I can go no further, but to assure thee that I am thy friend, 



P. Collinson. 



All our schemes are broke. 



Send no seeds for him, nor the Duke of Norfolk ; for now, he 

 that gave motion, is motionless, all is at an end. 



As I know that this will be a great disappointment to thee, if 

 thee hast a mind to send the seeds, as was ordered for Lord P. 

 and Duke of Norfolk, on thy own account and risk, I will do 

 what I can, to dispose of them. The Duke of Norfolk shall have 

 the preference ; but there is no obliging him to take them, as I 

 had not the order from him, but from Lord Petre. 



Send those for the Duke of Richmond, and P. Miller. 



Lord Petre was a fine, tall, comely personage, handsome 



