Chapter LXXVI: Letter LXXIV: To Miss C

October 1, 1778.

IT is recorded of some great personage, I forget who, that they had so pleasing a manner in giving a refusal, that the _Refused_ has left _them_ with more satisfaction under a rejection--than many have experienced from receiving a _favour_ conferred with perhaps more kindness than _grace_.--So it fares with me--I had anticipated the future happiness of my new friends--the comforts of warmth--the pleasures of being fed and noticed, talked to and watched by the best heart and finest face within a large latitude--but I am content--I am certain of the _inconveniency_--and my best thanks are due, which I pray you make with our best wishes.--I am sorry, both for O---- and my friend’s sake, that the camp breaks up so soon--as to brother O----, his harvest has, I hope, been plentiful and well got in--my friend poor S----, like most modest men of merit, is unlucky--he set out before I got either my friend R----’s or your letter--his best way is to turn about--and may good luck over take him--detain him--fill his pockets--and send him in glee home again!--This is more to be wished than expected.--If he falls in your way, I shall envy him--he will meet Hospitality and the Graces.--Betsy and Kitty are both invalids--Mrs. Sancho is well, and joins me in every good wish.--Next month I hope brings you all to town--bring health and spirits with you.--We have no news--no trade! consequently no money or credit.

Give Mr. R---- my thanks for his friendly letter in your kindest manner--and say all to our worthy esteemed friend Mrs. C---- that gratitude can conceive and friendship dictate--in the names of all the Sanchos, and at the head place

Yours, &c. &c.

I. SANCHO.