TRADES.

No extensive Manufactories in the Borough: yet considerable Fortunes made there.-Ill Judgment of Parents in disposing of their Sons. The best educated not the most likely to succeed. -Instance.-Want of Success compensated by the lenient power of some Avocations.-The Naturalist.-The Weaver an Entomologist, &c.-Hunting Butterflies, &c,-A Prize-Flower. -Story of Walter and William,

LETTER VIII.

TRADE S.

OF Manufactures, Trade, Inventions rare,
Steam-towers & Looms you'd know our Borough's share-
Tis small we boast not those rich Subjects here,
Who hazard thrice ten thousand Pounds a Year;
We've no huge Buildings, where incessant noise
Is made by Springs and Spindles, Girls and Boys;
Where, mid such thundering sounds, the Maiden's Song
Is "Harmony in uproar" * all day long.

Still common Minds with us in common Trade,
Have gain'd more Wealth than ever, Student made;
And yet a Merchant, when he gives his Son
His College-Learning, thinks his Duty done;
A way to Wealth he leaves his Boy to find,
Just when he's made for the Discovery blind.

Jones and his Wife perceiv'd their elder Boy Took to his Learning, and it gave them joy ; This they encourag'd, and were blest to see Their Son a Fellow with an high Degree;

The title of a short piece of humour by Arbuthnot,

A Living fell, he married, and his Sire

Declar'd 'twas all a Father could require ;

Children then blest them, and when Letters came, The Parents proudly told each Grandchild's Name.

Meantime the Sons at home in Trade were plac'd, Money their object-just the Father's taste; Saving he liv'd and long, and when he died He gave them all his Fortune to divide :

"Martin," said he, "at vást expence was taught, "He gain'd his wish, and has the ease he sought.'

Thus the good Priest (the Christian-Scholar !) finds Th' estimate that 's made by vulgar Minds; He sees his Brothers, who had every gift Of thriving, now assisted in their thrift; While he whom Learning, Habits, all prevent, Is largely mulct for each impediment.

Yet let us own that Trade has much of Chance, Not all the Careful by their Care advance; With the same Parts and Prospects, one a Seat Builds for himself; one finds it in the Fleet. Then to the Wealthy, you will see denied, Comforts and Joys that with the Poor abide; There are who labour through the Year, and yet No more have gain'd than-not to be in Debt; Who still maintain the same laborious course, Yet Pleasure hails them from some favourite source; And Health, Amusements, Children, Wife or Friend, With Life's dull views their Consolations blend.

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Nor these alone possess the lenient power". Of soothing Life in the desponding hour; Some favourite Studies, some delightful Care, The Mind, with Trouble and Distresses, share; And by a Coin, a Flower, a Verse, a Boat, The stagnant Spirits have been set afloat; They pleas'd at first, and then the habit grew, Till the fond Heart no higher Pleasure knew ; Till (from all Cares and other Comforts free'd) Th' important Nothing took in Life the lead.

With all his Phlegm, it broke a Dutchman's Heart,

At a vast Price, with one lov'd Root to part;

And Toys like these fill many a British Mind,
Although their Hearts are found of firmer kind.

Oft have I smil❜d the happy Pride to see
Of humble Trasdesmen, in their Evening Glee;
When of some pleasing, fancied Good possest,
Each grew alert, was busy, and was blest;
Whether the Call-Bird yield the Hour's delight,
Or, magnified in Microscope, the Mite;
Or whether Tumbles, Croppers, Carriers seize
The gentle Mind, they rule it and they please.

There is my Friend the Weaver; strong desires. Reign in his breast; tis Beauty he admires : See! to the shady Grove he wings his way, And feels in hope the Raptures of the DayEager he looks; and soon, to glad his eyes, From the sweet Bower, by Nature form'd, arise Bright troops of virgin Moths and fresh-born Butterflies;