Here is

now, I am in it-London! Good God! how superior is London to that despicable place Bristol! none of your little meannesses, none of your mercenary securities, which disgrace that miserable hamlet.— Dress, which is in Bristol an eternal fund of scandal, is here only introduced as a subject of taste; if a man dresses well, he has taste; if careless, he has his own reasons for so doing, and is prudent. Need I remind you of the contrast? The poverty of authors is a common observation, but not always a true one. No author can be poor who understands the arts of booksellers. Without this necessary knowledge, the greatest genius may starve; and with it, the greatest dunce live in splendour. This knowledge I have pretty well dipped into.-The Levant, man of war, in which T. Wensley went out, is at Portsmouth; but no news from him yet.—I lodge in one of Mr. Walmsley's best rooms. Let Mr. Cary copy the letters on the other side, and give them to the persons for whom they are designed, if not too much labour for him.

"I remain, your's, &c.

"T. CHATTERTON.

"P. S. I have some trifling presents for my mother, sister, Thorne, &c.

"For Mr. T. Cary.

"I have sent you a task. I hope no unpleasing one. Tell all your acquaintance for the future to read the Freeholder's Magazine. When you have any thing for publication, send it to me, and it shali most certainly appear in some periodical compilation. Your last piece was, by the ignorance of a corrector, jumbled under the considerations in the acknowledgements. But I rescued it, and insisted on its appearance. "Your friend,

"T. C.

"Direct for me, to be left at the Chapter Coffeehouse, Pater-noster-row."

"Mr. Henry Kator.

"If you have not forgot Lady Betty, any Complaint, Rebus, or Enigma, on the dear charmer, directed for me, to be left at the Chapter Coffee-house, Pater-noster-row-shall find a place in some Magazine or other; as I am engaged in many.

"Your friend,

"T. CHATTERTON."

"Mr. William Smith.

"When you have any poetry for publication, send

it to me, to be left at the Chapter Coffee-house, Paternoster-row, and it shall most certainly appear.

"Your friend,

"T. C."

"Mrs. Baker.

"The sooner I see you the better-send me as soon as possible Rymsdyk's address. (Mr. Cary will leave this at Mr. Flower's, Small-street.)"

"Mr. Mason.

"Give me a short prose description of the situation of Nash-and the poetic addition shall appear in some Magazine. Send me also whatever you would have published, and direct for me, to be left at the Chapter Coffee-house, Pater-noster-row.

"Your friend,

"T. CHATTERTON."

"Mr. Mat. Mease.

"Begging Mr. Mease's pardon for making public use of his name lately-I hope he will remember me, and tell all his acquaintance to read the Freeholder's Magazine for the future.

"T. CHATTERTON.

"Tell Mr. Thaire, Mr. Gaster, Mr. A. Broughton, Mr. J. Broughton, Mr. Williams, Mr. Rudhall, Mr. Thomas, Mr. Carty, Mr. Hanmer, Mr. Vaughan, Mr. Ward, Mr. Kalo, Mr. Smith, &c. &c.-to read the Freeholder's Magazine."

King's Bench, for the present, May 14, 1770. "Dear Madam,

"Don't be surprised at the name of the place. I am not here as a prisoner. Matters go on swimmingly Mr. Fell having offended certain persons, they have set his creditors upon him, and he is safe in the King's Bench. I have been bettered by this accident his successors in the Freeholder's Magazine knowing nothing of the matter, will be glad to engage me, on my own terms. Mr. Edmunds has been tried before the House of Lords, sentenced to pay a fine, His misfortunes will be

and thrown into Newgate. to me of no little service. Last week, being in the pit of Drury-Lane Theatre, I contracted an immediate acquaintance (which you know is no hard task to me) with a young gentleman in Cheapside; partner in a music shop, the greatest in the city. Hearing I could write, he desired me to write a few songs for him: this I did the same night, and conveyed them to him the next morning. These he shewed to a Doctor in Music, and I am invited to treat with this Doctor, on the

footing of a composer, for Ranelagh and the Gardens. Bravo, hey boys, up we go!-Besides the advantage of visiting these expensive and polite places gratis; my vanity will be fed with the sight of my name in copperplate, and my sister will receive a bundle of printed songs, the words by her brother. These are not all my acquisitions; a gentleman who knows me at the Chapter, as an author, would have introduced me as a companion to the young Duke of Northumberland, in his intended general tour. But, alas! I spake no tongue but my own!-But to return once more to a place I am sickened to write of, Bristol. Though, as an apprentice, none had greater liberties, yet the thoughts of servitude killed me: now I have that for my labour I always reckoned the first of my pleasures, and have still my liberty. As to the clearance, I am ever ready to give it; but really I understand so little of the law, that I believe Mr. Lambert must draw it. Mrs. L. brought what you mentioned. Mrs. Hughes is as well as age will permit her to be, and my cousin does very well.

I will get some patterns worth your acceptance, and wish you and my sister would improve yourselves in drawing, as it is here a valuable and never-failing acquisition. My box shall be attended to; I hope my books are in it—if not, send them; and particularly Catcott's Hutchinsonian jargon on the Deluge, and the MS. Glossary, composed of one small book, annexed