to a flight falute with the hat, when they chance to. meet in any public place; an accident that rarely happens, for their walks lie different ways. Mr Paunceford lives in a palace, feeds upon dainties, is arrayed in fumptuous apparel, appears in all the pomp of equipage, and paffes his time among the nobles of the land. Serle lodges in Stall-street, up two pair of ftairs backwards, walks a-foot in a Bath rug, eats for twelve fhillings aweek, and drinks water as a prefervative against the gout and gravel-Mark the viciffitude. Paunceford

once refided in a garret; where he subfifted upon sheep's trotters and cow-heel, from which commons he was translated to the table of Serle, that ever abounded with good cheer, until want of economy and retention reduced him to a flender annuity in his decline of years, that scarce affords the bare neceffaries of life-Paunceford, however, does him the honour to speak of him ftill with uncommon regard; and to declare what pleafure it would give him to contribute in any shape to his convenience: " But you know (he never fails to add), he's a fhy kind of a man-And then fuch a perfect philofopher, that he looks upon all fuperfluities with the moft fovereign contempt."

HAVING given you this sketch of Squire Paunceford, I need not make any comment on his character, but leave it at the mercy of your own reflection; from which, I dare fay, it will meet with as little quarter as it has found with

Bath, May 10.

Yours always,

J. MELFORD.

To Mrs MARY JONES, at Brambletonhall,

DEAR MOLLY,

WE

TE are all upon the ving-Hey for London, girl!-Fecks! we have been long enough here; for we're all turned tipfy turvy-Miftrefs has excarded Sir Ulic for kicking of Chowder; and I have fent O Frizzle away, with a flea in his ear-I've fhewn him how little I minded his tinfy and his long tail-A fellor, who would think for to go for to offer to take up with a dirty trollop under my nofe-I ketched him in the very fect, coming out of the house-maid's garret.But I have gi'en the dirty flut a fiferary. O Molly! the farvants at Bath are devils in garnet-They lite the candle at both ends.-Here's nothing but ginketting, and wafting, and thieving, and tricking, and trigging; and then they are never content. They won't suffer the fquire and mistress to stay any longer, because they have been already above three weeks in the house, and they look for a couple of ginneys a-piece at our going away; and this is a parquifite they expect every month in the feafon, being as how no family has a right to stay. longer than four weeks in the fame lodgings; and fo the cuck fwears fhe will pin the dish-clout to mistress's tail, and the houfe-maid vows fhe'll put cow-itch in master's bed, if fo be he don't difcamp without furder ado—I don't blame them for making the most of their market, in the way of vails and parquifites; and I defy the devil to fay I am a tail-carrier, or ever brought a poor farvant into trouble-But then they oft to have fome confcience, in vronging those that be farvants like themselves. For you must no, Molly, I miffed three quarters of blond lace, and a remnant of muslin, and my filver thimble, which was the gift of true love; they were all in my work basket, that I left upon the table in the farvants hall, when miftrefs's bell rung; but if they had been under lock and kay, 'twould have been all the fame, for there are double kays to all the locks in Bath; and they fay as how the very teeth an't fafe in your head, if you fleep with your mouth open-And so,

fays I to myself, them things could not go without hands, and fo I'll watch their waters; and fo I did with a vitnefs-for then it was I found Bett confarned with O Frizzle. And as the cuck had thrown her flush at me, because I had taken part with Chowder, when he fit with the turnfpit, I refolved to make a clear kitchen, and throw fome of her fat into the fire. I ketched the charewoman going out with her load in the morning, before she thought I was up, and brought her to mistress with her whole cargo-Marry, what do'st think she had got in the name of God?-Her buckets were foaming full of our beft beer, and her lap was stuffed with a cold tongue, part of a buttock of beef, half a turkey, and a fwinging lump of butter, and the matter of ten moulded kandles, that had fcarce ever been lit. The cuck brazened it out, and faid, it was her rite to rummage the pantry, and she was ready for to go before the mare; that he had been her potticary many years, and would never think of hurting a poor farvant, for giving away the fcraps of the kitchen. I went another way to work with Madam Betty, because she had been faucy, and called me fkandelus names; and said O Frizzle couldn't abide me, and twenty other odorous falfehoods. I got a varrant from the mare, and her box being farched by the constable, my things came out fure enuff; befides a full pound of vax candles, and a nite-cap of mistress that I could fware to on my cruperal oaf-O! then Madam Mopftic came upon her merrybones; and as the fquire wouldn't hare of a purfecution, the efcaped a fkewering; but, the longest day fhe has to live, fhe'll remember your

Bath, May 15.

humble fervant,

WINIFRED JENKINS.

If the hind fhould come again, before we be gone, pray fend me the fhift and apron, with the vite gallow manky fhoes, which you'll find in my pillober-Sarvice to Saul.

To Sir WATKIN PHILLIPS, Bart. of Jefus College, Oxon.

OU are in the right, dear Phillips; I don't expect

You

Y regular anfwers to every letter-I know a col

lege-life is too circumfcribed to afford materials for fuch quick returns of communication. For my part, I am continually shifting the scene, and furrounded with new objects, fome of which are ftriking enough. I fhall therefore conclude my journal for your amusement; and though, in all appearance, it will not treat of very important or interesting particulars, it may prove, perhaps, not altogether uninstructive and unentertaining.

THE mufic and entertainments of Bath are over for this season; and all our gay birds of paffage have taken their flight to Bristol-well, Tunbridge, Brighthelmstone, Scarborough, Harrowgate, &c. Not a foul is feen in this place, but a few broken-winded parfons, waddling like so many crows along the North Parade. There is always a great fhew of the clergy at Bath; none of your thin, puny, yellow, hectic figures, exhausted with abstihence and hard study, labouring under the morbi eruditorum; but great overgrown dignitaries and rectors, with rubicund nofes and gouty ankles, or broad bloated faces, dragging along great fwag bellies, the emblems of floth and indigeftion

Now we are upon the fubject of parfons, I must tell you a ludicrous adventure, which was atchieved the other day by Tom Eastgate, whom you may remember on the foundation of Queen's. He had been very affiduous to pin himself upon George Prankley, who was a gentleman commoner of Christ-Church, knowing the faid Prankley was heir to a confiderable eftate, and would have the advowson of a good living, the incumbent of which was very old and infirm. He ftudied his paffions, and flattered them so effectually, as to become his companion and counsellor; and at last obtained of him a promise of the prefentation, when the living fhould fall. Prankley, on his uncle's death, quitted

Oxford; and made his first appearance in the fashion able world at London; from whence he came lately to Bath, where he has been exhibiting himself among the bucks and gamefters of the place. Eaftgate followed him hither; but he fhould not have quitted him for a moment, at his firft emerging into life. He ought to have known he was a fantaftic, foolish, fickle fellow, who would forget his college attachments the moment they ceafed appealing to his fenfes. Tom met with a cold reception from his old friend; and was, moreover, informed, that he had promifed the living to another man, who had a vote in the county, where he propofed to offer himself a candidate at the next general election. He now remembered nothing of Eaftgate, but the freedoms he had ufed to take with him, while Tom had quietly stood his butt, with an eye to the benefice; and those freedoms he began to repeat in common-place farcafms on his perfon and his cloth, which he uttered in the public coffeehouse, for the entertainment of the company. But he was egregioufly mistaken in giving his own wit credit for that tamenefs of Eaftgate, which had been entirely owing to prudential confiderations. These being now removed, he retorted his repartee with intereft, and found no great difficulty in turning the laugh upon the aggreffor; who, lofing his temper, called him names, and afked, If he knew whom he talked to? After much altercation, Prankley, fhaking his cane, bid him hold his tongue, otherwife he would duft his caffock for him. "I have no pretenfions to fuch a valet (faid Tom); but if you fhould do me that office, and overheat yourself, I have here a good oaken towel at your fervice."

PRANKLEY was equally incenfed and confounded at this reply. After a moment's pause, he took him afide towards the window, and, pointing to the clump of firs on Clerkendown, afked in a whisper, if he had spirit enough to meet him there, with a cafe of piftols, at fix o'clock to-morrow morning? Eaftgate anfwered in the affirmative; and, with a steady countenance, affured him, he would not fail to give him the rendezvous at the hour he mentioned. So faying, he retired; and the challenger staid fome time in manifeft agitation. In