'their notice." Never was a creature less

spoiled than your son by all the great people who have caressed him, nor by all 'the uncommon, fine situations he has been 'in; though his manner is manly and noble, ' yet it is simple, and he assumes no airs; he ' is a charming youth, I wish you had him in 'your arms.

'I am sometimes tortured with horrid ima

ginations two nights since I dreamt that I received letters sealed with black wax;

'I thought they brought an account of your death; I was agonized with grief; I wakened calling, "Oh Jack! oh, my dear boy! 'your mother is dead,-you will never see her; you will never see the tenderest and best of mothers!" I was all trembling, and 'covered with sweat when I awakened, and never had so pleasant a sensation in my life, as when I found all was a dream!

God Almighty bless and preserve you, my dearest friend. Take care of your own 'health; I need not recommend that of

your

'mother, nor of the children. My best love

to them all. Remember me to Mrs. Dunlop

' and John Millar.

'I am ever yours most tenderly,

'JOHN MOORE.'

John Moore, on returning from the Continent, to his Father, who was still in France:London, Sept. 16th, 1776.

I received your letter, dear Papa, just 'when I was leaving the inn at Calais, and

at the same time putting my own in the post. Nobody can be more sensible of the 'truth of what you mention than myself, and accordingly I shall try to observe it as closely as possible.

'I arrived here on the evening of the 14th ' current, along with the Duke. We went at 'first to the Adelphi Buildings, in the Strand.

But yesterday the Duke went to stay with

Lady Derby, in Grosvenor Square, and I 'went to my uncle, who lives in the city, ' and who had offered me a room in his house.

As soon as I arrived in town, I went to Mr.

'John Murray's, who was in the country

'with his spouse, who it seems is dying, but

he had left word for me where my uncle

lived, and likewise to make use of a room in his house.

'I have delivered all my packets, which 'I got safe out of Dover, and likewise delivered my letter to Mr. Drummond, who 'told me that General Harvey would be in 'town in a day or two, and that Mr. Harvey

was expected every day. He told me to call him to-morrow, and that he could tell

' upon

me more about when and how I could see them. I have ordered my hat and buttons, &c. My uncle Simson has been trying to 'find out two companions for me to go down

in a post-chaise to Edinburgh. He thinks

he'll succeed; but I can't determine upon any time for my departure till I know the day that I am to see the General. The 'Duke intended to remain in London only two or three days, but I find that Lady 'Derby has made him change his resolution,

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for he has ordered some suits of dress

clothes, and intends to be presented at

'Court. He had hired, likewise, a carriage ' at Dover, to carry him to London, and. to 'carry back with him, but finding he is to 'to stay here some time, he is seeking an opportunity to send it back; so I suppose 'you'll not see him for some time.

'As we were coming from Dover, we met who is quartered at Canterbury; he

'was lounging about, not knowing what to 'do with himself till three o'clock, which 'was his dining hour; he turned the con'versation about Sir The Duke

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'said he intended to pay him a visit at his

country house; but, however, when we left • Mr.

I put the Duke away from that scheme, by telling him what had happened between the Noble Knight and me. This 'narrative astonished the Duke amazingly, ' and at once gave him the greatest aversion ' for Sir

'I spoke to my uncle about James; but he 'said it was impossible for him to be of any 'service to my brother, having as yet no kind

of fixed employment for himself, but that

'whenever he could, he would be very glad

'to be of service to him. It is certain that

it is impossible to be kinder to anybody

than my uncle is to me; he does everything

in his power to be of service to me, even in

the least things. I will not stay a minute.

longer here than I have business to do, so I think the best way of directing to me will 'be to Scotland.

Farewell, my dear Papa, I must leave 'some room for my uncle's postscript.

'Adieu! your most affectionate son,

'JOHN MOORE.'

John Moore to his Father:

'London, Sept. 19th, 1776.

'Dear Papa,-I suppose you will be a little surprised that I should be still in London; ' indeed it is rather longer than I had at first 'intended; but as it was absolutely necessary 'to see General Harvey before I went down

to Scotland, I was obliged to delay my 'journey for a few days. I called the other day on Mr. Drummond, and delivered to