Chapter LXIV: Letter LXIII: To Mr. R

MY good friend, take my thanks for your kind attention;--and, believe me, I am exceedingly mortified at being thus thrust forward in the public prints.--You may observe, by what has happened to me, how very difficult it is to do even a right thing, so as to escape uneasiness.--Trust me, this same letter (though wrote, I dare say, with the kindest intention imaginable) will do me hurt in the opinion of many;--I therefore repeat, I like it not--and dare own to my friend R---- it hurts my pride.--You may laugh--but it’s truth.--The drawing was gone to my friend S----, but I recovered it in time.--Hope the ladies are well--and that it will amuse them for a few moments. The young man who invented the design is no artist--but I think he has genius.