LETTER X.
WORTHY to MYRA.
I am very happy at present enjoying
the sweets of Belleview with our excellent
friend Mrs. Holmes. To dwell in
this delightful retreat, and to be blest with the
conversation of this amiable woman, cannot
be called solitude. The charms of Nature
are here beheld in the most luxuriant
variety—it is here, diversified with a beautiful
prospect, the late Mr. Holmes planned
his garden; it is elegant, but simple. My
time glides off my hands most happily—I
am sometimes indulging my solitary reflections
in contemplating the sublimity of the
scenes around me—and sometimes in conversation
with Eliza and the old people.
THE old gentleman is a man of a most
benevolent heart; he continues to preach—
is assiduous in the duties of his profession,
and is the love and admiration of his flock.
He prescribes for the health of the body, as
well as that of the soul, and settles all the
little disputes of his parish. They are contented
with his judgment, and he is at once
their parson, their lawyer, and their physician.—I
often read in the little building
that was finished by his son. He was a
man of an excellent taste, and I have paid
my tribute to his memory—It is the same
place that you used to admire, and perhaps
I improve more of my time in it on that
very account.
Adieu!
