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called out, Mijfer Keate —very nice , very good .—The Captain 
then afking him, if he underftood what it fignified ? he ra- 
plied, Lee Boo underftand well—that Mijfer Keate die—this 
Mijfer Keate live .— A treatife on the utility and intent of 
portrait-painting could not have better defined the art than 
this little fentence. 
Mrs. Wilson defiring Lee Boo, who was on the oppofite 
fide of the table, to fend her fome cherries, perceiving that 
he was going to take them up with his fingers, jocofely no¬ 
ticed it to him, he inftantly reforted to a fpoon ; but, fenfible 
that he had difcovered a little unpolitenefs, his countenance 
was in a moment fuffufed with a blufh, that vifibly forced it- 
felf through his dark complexion. 
A lady, who was of the party, being incommoded by the 
violent heat of the day, was nearly fainting, and obliged to 
leave the room ; this amiable youth feemed much diflreffed 
at the accident, and feeing her appear again when we w r ere 
fummoned to tea, his enquiries, and particular attention to 
her, as ftrongly marked his tendernefs, as it did his good¬ 
breeding. 
He was fond of riding in a coach beyond any other con¬ 
veyance, becaufe, he faid, people could be carried where they 
wanted to go, and at the fame time fit and converfe together. 
He feemed particularly pleafed at going to church, and, 
though he could not comprehend the fervice, yet he per¬ 
fectly underftood the intent of it, and always behaved there 
with remarkable propriety and attention. 
Z z 
Captain ! 
