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OF THE LATE

Rev. Mr. LAURENCE STERNE.

WRITTEN BY HIMSELF.

ROGER STERNE, (grandfon to Archbishop Sterne) Lieutenant in Handafide's regiment, was married to Agnes Hebert, widow of a captain of a good family: her family name was (I believe) Nuttle though, upon recollection, that was the name of her father-in-law, who was a noted futler in Flanders, in Queen Anne's wars, where my father married his wife's daughter (N. B. he was in debt to him) which was in September 25, 1711, Old Stile. This Nuttle had a fon by my grandmother - a fine person of a man but a graceless whelp - what became of him I know The family (if any left), live now

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at Clonmel in the fouth of Ireland, at which town I was born November 24th, 1713, a few days after my mother arrived from Dunkirk. My birth-day was ominous to my poor father, who was, the day after our arrival, with many other brave officers broke, and fent adrift into the wide world with a wife and two children the elder of which was Mary; she was born at Lisle in French Flanders, July the tenth, one thousand feven hundred and twelve, New Stile. This child was most unfortunate - she married one Weemans in Dublin - who used her most unmercifully spent his substance, became a bankrupt, and left my poor fifter to shift for herself, - which she was able to do but for a few months, for she went to a friend's house in the country, and died of a broken heart. She was a most beautiful woman - of a fine figure, and deferved a better fate. The regiment, in which my father served, being broke, he left Ireland as foon as I was able to be carried, with the reft of his family, and came to the family feat at Elvington, near York, where his mother lived. She was daughter to Sir Roger Jaques, and an heiress. There we fojourned for about ten months, when the regiment was established

and our houshold decamped with bag and bag-
gage for Dublin within a month of our
arrival, my father left us, being ordered to
Exeter, where, in a fad winter, my mother
and her two children followed him, travelling
from Liverpool by land to Plymouth. (Melan-
choly defcription of this journey not neceffary
to be tranfmitted here). In twelve months we
were all fent back to Dublin. - My mother,
with three of us, (for she laid in at Plymouth
of a boy, Joram), took ship at Bristol, for
Ireland, and had a narrow efcape from being
cast away by a leak springing up in the vessel.
- At length, after many perils, and struggles,
we got to Dublin.
There my father took a
large house, furnished it, and in a year and a
half's time spent a great deal of money. - In
the year one thousand seven hundred and nine-
teen, all unhing'd again; the regiment was
ordered, with many others, to the Isle of Wight,
in order to embark for Spain in the Vigo expe-
dition. We accompanied the regiment, and
were driven into Milford Haven, but landed
at Bristol, from thence by land to Plymouth
again, and to the Isle of Wight - where I
remember we stayed encamped fome time be-
fore the embarkation of the troops - (in this