LIFE OF WILSON. 
XXXIX 
and not too large? The legs and feet of some are unfinished; 
they are all miserably imperfect, but your generous candour I 
know to be beyond all their defects.” 
TO MR. WM. BARTRAM. 
June 15 , 1804 . 
“ I have ari’anged my business for our little journey; and, if 
to-morrow be fair, I shall have the chaise ready for you at any 
time in the morning, say seven o’clock. Or if you think any 
other hour more suitable, please to let me know by the bearer, 
and I shall make it answerable to me.” 
June 16 , 1804 . 
‘‘ I believe we had better put off our intended jaunt until 
some more auspicious day. 
“ Clouds, from Eastern regions driven, 
Still obscure the gloomy skies; 
Let us yield, since angiy Heaven 
Frowns upon our enteiTDrise. 
“ Haply some unseen disaster 
Hung impending o’er our way. 
Which oiu* kind Almighty Master 
Saw, and sought us thus to stay, 
_ “ By and by, when fair Auroi-a 
Bids the drowsy fogs to fly, 
And the glorious god of Flora 
Rises in a cloudless sky, 
“Then, in whirling chariot seated, 
Witli my friend I’ll gladly go : 
Witli his converse richly treated — 
Happy to be honour-ed so.” 
The inconveniences of his situation, as teacher of a country 
school, determined Wilson to endeavour after some employ- 
ment more congenial to his disposition; and that would enable 
him to attain to that distinction, as a scholar, which he was 
anxious to merit. He consequently directed his views to the 
Literary Magazine,” conducted by C. B. Brown, a monthly 
