LETTERS. 227 



I TO HIS BROTHER NEVILLE. 



• ' Wilford, near Nottingham, 1804. 



Dear Neville, 



I now write to you from a little cottage at Wilford, 



where I have taten a room for a fortnight, as well for 



the benefit of my health, as for the advantage of unin- 



, terrupted study. I live in a homely house, in a homely 



style, but am well occupied, and perfectly at my ease. 



And now, my dear brother, I must sincerely beg par- 

 don for all those manifold neglects, of which I cannot 

 but accuse myself towards you. When I recollect in- 

 numerable requests in your letters which I have not 

 noticed, and many inquiries I have not satisfied, I almost 

 feel afraid that you will imagine I no longer regard your 

 letters with brotherly fondness, and that you will cease 

 to exercise towards me your wonted confidence and 

 friendship. Indeed, you may take my word, they have 

 I arisen from my peculiar circumstances, and not from 

 I any unconcern or disregard of your wishes. I am now 

 ' bringing my aiFairs (laugh not at the word) into some 

 regularity, after all the hurry and confusion in which 

 they have been plunged, by the distraction of mind 

 attending my publication, and the projected change of my 

 destination in life. 



TO HIS BROTHER NEVILLE. 



Wilford, near Nottingham, 1804. 



Dear Neville, 



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I have run very much on the wrong side of the post 

 here ; for having sent copies round to such persons as 

 had given me in their names as subscribers, with com- 

 pliments, they have placed them to the account of pre- 

 sents ! 



