I. SANCHO.

I. SANCHO.

LETTER VI.

TO MRS. F----.

Richmond, Oct. 20, 1769.

I SENT you a note in Mrs. Sancho’s name this day fortnight--importing that she would hope for the pleasure of seeing you at Richmond before the fine weather takes its leave of us:--neither hearing from nor seeing you--though expecting you every day--we fear that you are not well--or that Mr. F---- is unhappily ill--in either case we shall be very sorry--but I will hope you are all well--and that you will return an answer by the bearer of this that you are so--and also when we may expect to have the pleasure of seeing you;--there is half a bed at your service.--My dear Mrs. Sancho, thank God! is greatly mended. Come, do come, and see what a different face she wears now--to what she did when you kindly proved yourself her tender, her assisting tender friend.--Come and scamper in the meadows with three ragged wild girls.--Come and pour the balm of friendly converse into the ear of my sometimes low-spirited love! Come, do come, and come soon, if you mean to see Autumn in its last livery.--Tell your coachman to drive under the hill to Mr. B----’s on the common, where you will be gladly received by the best half of your much and greatly obliged friend,

IGN. SANCHO.

LETTER VII.

TO EDWARD YOUNG, ESQ.

On the death of Lord ----, Son to the Duke of ----.

Richmond, April 21, 1770.

HONOURED SIR,

I +bless+ God, their Graces continue in good health, though as yet they have not seen any body--I have duly acquainted his Grace with the anxious and kind enquiries of yourself and other of his noble friends.--Time will, I hope, bring them comforts. Their loss is great indeed; and not to them only. The public have a loss--Goodness--Wisdom--Knowledge--and Greatness--were united in him. Heaven has gained an Angel; but earth has lost a treasure. Hoping you are as well as you wish your friends, I am, honoured Sir,

Your most obedient and grateful humble servant to command,