206 LETTBBS TO GILBERT WHITE 



a Heap of Sermons & your best Voice, for my Church is large. 

 I am very angry at your Behaviour to me while I lived in the 

 North ; I can never shew You such Scenery again ; alass, this 

 is but a Country Barn to Pompey's Theatre : Leave however 

 your Tiburni lucum, & deign to visit Us, for why did I change 

 Situations if You will not avail yourself of ye Change ? Let us 

 however know at what Time we may expect you, because We 

 hear of a Jaunt to Farnham, but it's Date is not set, <fe I would 

 not be out of your Way. Mrs Mulso sends her Love, She wants 

 to shew you her Firs & Larches. I thank God we are all well. 

 Comps. to your family. 



I am, dear Gil, Afftely Your's, 



J. Mulso. 



LetUr 124. 



To the Keverend Mr White Witney. 



at Selborne near Alton, Hants. Octr 13, 1767. 



Dear Gil : 



I was yesterday over at ye Arch Deacon's Visitation at 

 Woodstock, & there I was informed that Mr Frewen died last 

 Week. This you have known I presume by a speedier Intel- 

 ligence. But it is not so much the thing itself, as the Inferences, 

 that affect me. You are said to be likely to take his Living ; 

 if You do. Two or three things will happen ; You will come soon 

 to Oxford, tho' You are not press'd in Time. You will keep a 

 Curate on that Living, & therefore not be so tied by the Leg 

 as you are by your serving a Curacy yourself; a Circumstance 

 very hatefull to a Man whose Inquisitive Genius makes him love 

 to change ye Scene often & search for Curiosities in various 

 Regions. This Living* is in Gloucestershire as I understand : 

 I lye in ye very Road : So that upon ye Whole, I conclude from 

 these Inferences, that I may see you soon, & I may see you 

 often. I shall have you routed out of that Recess of Selbourne, 

 where your Affections are too much engross'd for Yourself, 

 & your friends at a Distance. I am afraid that this is not the 

 best Living of ye College : but nevertheless I think I collected 

 by our last Confabulation, that You was inclined to secure to 

 yourself the first Thing that fell, & get rid of your fellowship 

 before your Fellowship got rid of you. 



Let me hear from you soon ; very soon. Mrs Mulso joins 

 me in being glad that you have at least got an option. I hope 

 all will be for the best to you, which is the constant wish of. 



Dear Gil, Ever Afftely Your's, 



John Mulso. 



* The Rectory of Cromhall, an Oriel living. 



