294 HEXRT KTEKE WHITe's REMAINS. 



the frown of a judicious mother, more than all the rods, 

 dark rooms, and scolding schoolmistresses in the universe. 

 We should teach our children to make friends of us, to 

 communicate all their thoughts to us ; and, while their in- 

 nocent prattle will amuse us, we shall find many oppor- 

 tunities of teaching them important truths, almost with 

 out knowing it. 



I admire all your little ones, and I liope to see Eliza- 

 beth one day an accomplished and sensible girl. Give 

 ray love to them, and tell them not to forget their cousin 

 Henry, who wants a housekeeper at College ! 



Though I have written so long a letter, I am, indeed, 

 oiFended with you, and I dare say you know the reason 

 very well. 



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P.S. "Whenever you are disposed to write a letter, 

 tb ink of mc. 



TO MR B. MADDOCK. 



St John's, 17th February 1806. 

 Dear Ben, 



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Do not think that I am reading hard ; I believe it 

 is all over with that. I have liad a recurrence of my 

 old complaint wdthin this last four or five days, which 

 has half unnerved me for everything. The state of my 

 health is really miserable ; I am well and lively in the 

 morning, and overwhelmed with nervous horrors in the 

 evening. I do not know now to proceed with regard to 

 my studies — a very slight overstretch of the mind in the 

 day-time occasions me not only a sleepless night, but a 

 night of gloom and horror. The systole and diastole of 

 my heart seem to be playing at ball, — the stake — my 

 life. I can only say the game is not yet decided. I 

 allude to the violence of the palpitation. 



I am going to mount the Gog-magog hills this morn- 

 ing in quest of a good night's sleep. The Gog-magog 



