338 LETTERS TO GILBEKT WHITE 



in the world than You are aware of. Be bold, therefore, & come 

 forth : sume Superbiam, quaesitam meritis. 



All here join me in atfte Complts & best Wishes to you, not 

 forgetting good Mrs White. Alass, her Son's Judgement on 

 Billy Knight's Eye was too well founded : in spite of the Hopes 

 given by Mr Lyford, the wounded Eye is perished, & there is 

 little or no Use in the other at present. Farewell. 



I am, Dear Gil, Your old & affte Friend, 



J. Mulso. 



Mem : this is not Post day. 



July 24. Had ye fine weather of yesterday held over Today, 

 I shd have got in my Seeds very tolerably well. But before One 

 it poured & has rained ever since. Alass ! what is your Depth 

 of water in your measuring Vessell ? and what says poor Thomas 

 to these violent Doings wth his fruits & flowers ? I have hundreds 

 of fine promising apricots fallen suddenly off my Trees at Win- 

 chester. I reckon Nothing on my Trees here, they are blighted 

 every Spring after a fine Blossom. What a sad account of Mr 

 Bacon at Lambeth ! I hope yr Brother Thomas did not set open 

 his Windows for the chime of his musical Glasses. I should 

 have thought it a Presumption, & so would your old Neighbour 

 Dr Hales. 



Letter 221. 

 Beverend Mr White, Meonstoke. 



Selbourne near Alton, Hants. + at Alton. Sepr 6, 1787. 



Dear Gil : 



You know that Mrs Mulso is a Helluo librorum ; I thought 

 that I had put her up a few that might have given her Imagina- 

 tion an Opportunity to disport itself sufficiently, at least with the 

 Help of Col' Deburgh who has open'd his Library to her, & 

 offer'd the Addition of my Lord Clanricarde's Study at Belmont. 

 But She had sent back the Catalogue & is now ashamed to 

 redemand it. She recollects a Book that you spoke of to her ; 

 She has sought for it at the CoP's & all over Winchester, but 

 She cannot get it ; but if You have it, & could spare it, & that 

 it is not of a Sort to be injured by the Passage, She would be 

 much obliged if You would lend it & send it to her ; & She will 

 take Care that it be returned to you in what Manner You direct : 

 and this, as soon at You can, for She is quite aground. The 

 Book is, " Bell's Tra veils into China." 



You delight me with the Account of your being in the Press. 

 I have written to my Brother Mulso to bespeak a Sett of ye first 

 Impression of your Brother Benjn, & I hope You will second me 

 in it, that what I have of your's may receive no Disgrace after 

 it leaves your Hands. As to my Brother Mulso, where he is 



