cate the sad event to poor Attwater, the faithful, affectionate servant of our dear friend. There is something, in the conviction that he cannot have suffered any protracted pain. I fear, too, this is a release from sufferings of a keener sort, that were awaiting him, had he survived a little longer, in the accumulated distresses that are heaped upon his sister's family.

I agree with you, that I have never known any body in life of the same kind as Mr. Wilson. So circumspect an understanding, united with so much warmth of heart, and such refined sensibility: he had all the caution which age could gain, and retained for every thing that concerned the happiness of mankind, or the welfare and reputation of his friends, an ardour like that of youth. For some years past, he seemed to look upon himself as already separated from the world; but looking upon every thing that could be seen to go well in it, with an affectionate interest and benevolence. All that remains of him to you and to me, now, is the memory of him; and we shall, to the end of our lives, have a gratification in thinking of his goodness, and of the kindness he felt for us.

My dear Thomson, most affectionately yours,

FRA. HORNER.

LETTER CCLXIX. TO LORD WEBB SEYMOUR.

My dear Seymour,

London, 15th June, 1816.

I was much obliged to you for your kind attention, in writing to me an account of the melancholy loss we have suffered of our excellent friend Mr. Wilson. It was an event I had long anticipated as too likely to happen any day; and all that one could wish on such an occasion has been granted, since he died without suf

Before you fix upon the situation, would it not be well for you to consider, whether the sea-side would not be better for my mother, where she could have the benefit of bathing? She used to think it always did her good, and I am sorry to hear she is not very strong at present. Nothing can be more beautiful than the neighbourhood of Rosslyn, or more to my taste; but, if my mother should be advised to bathe this summer, it would be excellent to combine both plans. I shall probably be released from the circuit on the 23d August, at Bristol; and I may arrange matters so as to set out at once for the North. I have concealed nothing from you about my health; and am only afraid that, by being so particular, as I was in my last letter, I have made you more anxious than there is any occasion for. Good weather and good hours will set me up again completely.

My home is quite another scene for me with my present inmates, who make me very happy indeed. Anne has Lady Holland's box to-night, to see Miss O'Neill in the Jealous Wife; and I believe the young lady is to be of the party. William Murray is to dine with us, and to accompany them, for I must go to the House of Commons. My kindest regards to my mother and sisters. Ever, my dear Sir,

informed by Adam. My next object was to communi

*To Mr. Serjeant Lens, to communicate the death of Mr. George Wilson, at Edinburgh. See Vol. I. p. 192. — ED.

cate the sad event to poor Attwater, the faithful, affectionate servant of our dear friend. There is something, in the conviction that he cannot have suffered any protracted pain. I fear, too, this is a release from sufferings of a keener sort, that were awaiting him, had he survived a little longer, in the accumulated distresses that are heaped upon his sister's family.

I agree with you, that I have never known any body in life of the same kind as Mr. Wilson. So circumspect an understanding, united with so much warmth of heart, and such refined sensibility: he had all the caution which age could gain, and retained for every thing that concerned the happiness of mankind, or the welfare and reputation of his friends, an ardour like that of youth. For some years past, he seemed to look upon himself as already separated from the world; but looking upon every thing that could be seen to go well in it, with an affectionate interest and benevolence. All that remains of him to you and to me, now, is the memory of him; and we shall, to the end of our lives, have a gratification in thinking of his goodness, and of the kindness he felt for us.

My dear Thomson, most affectionately yours,

FRA. HORNER.

LETTER CCLXIX. TO LORD WEBB SEYMOUR.

My dear Seymour,

London, 15th June, 1816.

I was much obliged to you for your kind attention, in writing to me an account of the melancholy loss we have suffered of our excellent friend Mr. Wilson. It was an event I had long anticipated as too likely to happen any day; and all that one could wish on such an occasion has been granted, since he died without suf

Before you fix upon the situation, would it not be well for you to consider, whether the sea-side would not be better for my mother, where she could have the benefit of bathing? She used to think it always did her good, and I am sorry to hear she is not very strong at present. Nothing can be more beautiful than the neighbourhood of Rosslyn, or more to my taste; but, if my mother should be advised to bathe this summer, it would be excellent to combine both plans. I shall probably be released from the circuit on the 23d August, at Bristol; and I may arrange matters so as to set out at once for the North. I have concealed nothing from you about my health; and am only afraid that, by being so particular, as I was in my last letter, I have made you more anxious than there is any occasion for. Good weather and good hours will set me up again completely.

My home is quite another scene for me with my present inmates, who make me very happy indeed. Anne has Lady Holland's box to-night, to see Miss O'Neill in the Jealous Wife; and I believe the young lady is to be of the party. William Murray is to dine with us, and to accompany them, for I must go to the House of Commons. My kindest regards to my mother and sisters. Ever, my dear Sir,

informed by Adam. My next object was to communi

*To Mr. Serjeant Lens, to communicate the death of Mr. George Wilson, at Edinburgh. See Vol. I. p. 192.- ED.

cate the sad event to poor Attwater, the faithful, affectionate servant of our dear friend. There is something, in the conviction that he cannot have suffered any protracted pain. I fear, too, this is a release from sufferings of a keener sort, that were awaiting him, had he survived a little longer, in the accumulated distresses that are heaped upon his sister's family.

I agree with you, that I have never known any body in life of the same kind as Mr. Wilson. So circumspect an understanding, united with so much warmth of heart, and such refined sensibility: he had all the caution which age could gain, and retained for every thing that concerned the happiness of mankind, or the welfare and reputation of his friends, an ardour like that of youth. For some years past, he seemed to look upon himself as already separated from the world; but looking upon every thing that could be seen to go well in it, with an affectionate interest and benevolence. All that remains of him to you and to me, now, is the memory of him; and we shall, to the end of our lives, have a gratification in thinking of his goodness, and of the kindness he felt for us.

My dear Thomson, most affectionately yours,

FRA. HORNER.

LETTER CCLXIX. TO LORD WEBB SEYMOUR.

My dear Seymour,

London, 15th June, 1816.

I was much obliged to you for your kind attention, in writing to me an account of the melancholy loss we have suffered of our excellent friend Mr. Wilson. It was an event I had long anticipated as too likely to happen any day; and all that one could wish on such an occasion has been granted, since he died without suf