To Miss LAURA GUILFORD.
Worcester.
DEAR LAURA,
I have spent a very agreeable summer in
the country; but am now preparing to return
to town. I anticipate, with pleasure, a restoration
to your society, and that of my other friends
there. I should, however, quit these rural scenes
with reluctance, were it not that they are giving
place to the chilling harbingers of approaching
winter. They have afforded charms to me,
which the giddy round of fashionable amusements
can never equal. Many, however, think
life insupportable, except in the bustle and diffipation
of a city. Of this number is the volatile
Amelia Parr, whom you know as well as I. So
extreme is her gaiety, that the good qualities of
her mind are suffered to lie dormant; while the
most restless passions are indulged without restraint.
I have just received a letter from her,
which you will see to be characteristic of her
disposition. I enclose that, and my answer to it
for your perusal. Read both with candour; and
believe me ever your's.
