94 GILBEET WHITE OF SELBORNE 1733 



To Miss White, Seleburne, Feb. 7, 1783. 



Dear Molly, — As the spring begins to advance, and as we 

 propose now being with you about the first week in March, 

 we can hardly wish for half an hundred of salt fish so late : 

 and Mrs. Yalden and Mrs. Etty, I find, are of the same 

 mind. We must therefore desire your father to send a note 

 to his fish-monger to stop his hand. 



Having expected the Rector of Faringdon for some time 

 at my house, I could not so well say when about we should 

 endeavor to get to town ; but as he has been here, we shall 

 hope to be at liberty as above mentioned, and should be 

 glad to know if that season would be convenient. 



Mr. and Mrs. Etty have been very uneasy about Andrew, 

 who still continues in a very poor state, Mr. E. lately has 

 dreaded that a palsy would be the consequence. Mr. Webb 

 pronounced last night that the disorder is St. Vitus's dance, 

 as yet in a small degree. Mrs. E. and Mary went to 

 London last Tuesday : Charles lies still at Spit-head. It 

 was a pity that the parcel was sent by the waggon, because 

 it was detained a fortnight at the warehouse till the tea 

 has lost some of its flavour. Mrs. Clement is at Newton : 

 she has removed her girl to Norgates in Newton-lane, being 

 displeased with her Alton nurse. Mrs. Clement is not very 

 well, and has got a sore throat. Mr. Yalden has some what 

 of the Gout. 



" Look upon the rain-bow, and praise Him that made it : 

 very beautiful is it in the brightness thereof." 



Ecclus. xliii. 11. 



On morning or on ev'ning cloud impress'd, 

 Bent in vast curve, the wat'ry meteor shines 

 Delightfully, to th' levell'd sun oppos'd ; 

 Smit with the gaudy scene, th' unconscious swain 

 In vacant mood gazes on the divine 

 Phsenomenon, gleaming o'er th' illumin'd fields, 

 Or runs to catch the treasure which it sheds. 



