never write with the brisk air 
THE 
MONTHLY 
MAGAZINE. 
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FEBRUA RY ti 
1800. 
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** Curiofity of rhofe who read ‘either for Amufement or Infru<tion.” 
JOHNSON. 
ORIGINAL COMMUNICATIONS, 
QRIGINAL LETTERS Of LADY MARY WORT- 
LEY MONTAGU, addressed to 
(Miss) ANNE JUSTICE, upon the PAvE- 
MENT, YORK. 
Printed from the ORIGINALS. 
’M sure, dear Nanny, you’ll excuse my 
| silence this bout: this last fortnight 
has been wholly taken up in receiving 
visits of congratulation upon my brother’s 
wedding. My new sister is to passe the 
summer in the house with me, so you 
may be sure I shall have very little time 
to my selfe. i am perfectly ignorant of 
the marriage you mean, and so dull! 
can’t guesse the name of the lord whose 
character you say is so good. If you are 
not at Scofiton this surnmer, I must:de- 
gpair of seeing you. I fancy about the 
latter end of this month we shall be go- 
ing into Nottinghamshire. I writ to Mrs. 
B, three or four posts ago, and told her I 
heard she was going to be married; and- 
gave her good advice, to forget Mr. Vane 
ic, aa first lover her relations pro- 
pos’d to her—pray write me word if she 
follows it. I allwaies wish her very well. 
The small-pox rages dreadfully, and has 
carry’d off several people here: that, and 
the heat of the weather, makes me wish 
myselfe in the country. My eyes are 
something better, for I was not able to - 
write for a good while; but they are still 
weak, and make me, sooner than I other- 
waie would, tell you, that I am, dear 
Nanny, Your's to serve you. 
June 5. 
To Mrs. Anne Justice, York. 
Ay, ay, aS you say, my dear, men are 
vile inconstant toads. Mr. Vane could 
if le had 
any sorrow in his heart; however, the 
letter is realy pritty, and gives me a good 
opinion of his understanding, tho’ none 
of his fidelity; I think they seldom go 
together. You are much in the right 
not to undeceive Mrs.B. I would not 
have her know any thing to vex her, as 
such a piece of news needs must. Poor 
lady!—but she’s happy in being more 
discreet than I could be. On the other 
Monruty Mac. No, i81. 
MRAS.. 
the roundtable. 
hand, I could beat Mr. Vane, as much a 
pritty gentleman as [ hear he is. Wil 
swear, by his letter, he seems to have 
more mind to rival Mr. Crotchrode than 
break his heart for Mrs. B. 
I shall neither see dear Mrs. Justice, 
nor any of my north country friends, this 
year. Vm got into the west, over the 
hills and far away. Here is nothing to 
be lik’d that I can find; every thing in 
the same mode and fashion as in the 
days of king Arthur and the kmghts of 
In the hall, a great 
shovel board table and antick suits of 
armour; the parlor furnish’d with right 
reverend turky work chairs and carpets ; 
and for books, the famous History of 
Amadis de Gaul, and the Book of Mar- 
tyrs, with wooden cuts; and for com- 
pany, not a mortal man but the parson 
of the parish, some fourscore or there- 
abouts: you know I was never a violent 
friend to the cloth, but I must make a 
virtue of necessity, and talk to him or 
nobody. ‘This is the present posture of 
my affairs, which you must own very 
dismal.. Times may mend; there is no- 
thing sure, but that Iam your's. 
Direct for me at West-Dean, to’ be 
left at Mr. Foulks, a coffee-house, at the 
Three Lions, in Salisbury, Wiltshire. 
The paper I mention’d is very long, 
and I don’t know whether you’l think it 
worth postage; but if you persist in de 
siring it, Vil send it you. June 14. 
To Mrs. Anne Justice, York. 
Norutnc could be more obliging than 
so quick a return to my letter, and send- 
ing what I enquired for. I pity your 
poor Strephon, and guesse what effect 
such a letter must make on your heart. : 
Llike of all things his manner of writing, 
and ai sorry all 3 your wishes are not suc- 
cessful. Mr. V has been a great dis- 
sembler if it breaks off of his side; but 
’tis hard to distinguish false love ‘from 
true. The poor lady is ina sweet pickle; 
and I am so good-natured to be sorry for 
all prople who have misfortunes, especially ' 
of that kind which I think the most toucl.« 
ings 
