At the Close of all, and just before the Club was going to break up,—Mr. President rose from his Chair, and begg’d Leave to make the two following Motions, which were instantly agreed to, without any Division. _First_, Gentlemen, says he, as _Trim_’s Character in the Romance, of a shuffling intriguing Fellow,—whoever it was drawn for, is, in Truth, as like the _French King_ as it can stare,—I move, That the _Romance_ be forthwith _printed:_—For, continues he, if we can but once turn the Laugh against him, and make him asham’d of what he has done, it may be a great Means, with the Blessing of God upon our Fleets and Armies, to save the Liberties of _Europe_. In the _second_ Place, I move, That Mr. Attorney, our worthy Member, be desired to take Minutes, upon the Spot, of every Conjecture which has been made upon the _Romance_, by the several Members who have spoke; which, I think, says he, will answer two good Ends: 1st, It will establish the Political Knowledge of our Club for ever, and place it in a respectable Light to all the World. In the _next_ Place, it will furnish what will be wanted; that is, a _Key_ to the _Romance_.—In troth you might have said a whole Bunch of _Keys_, quoth a Whitesmith, who was the only Member in the Club who had not said something in the Debate: But let me tell you, Mr. President, says he, That the _Right Key_, if it could but be found, would be worth the whole Bunch put together. To —— ——, Esq; _of_ York. SIR, You write me Word that the Letter I wrote to you, and now stiled _The Political Romance_ is printing; and that, as it was drop’d by Carelessness, to make some Amends, you will overlook the Printing of it yourself, and take Care to see that it comes right into the World. I was just going to return you Thanks, and to beg, withal, you would take Care That the Child be not laid at my Door.—But having, this Moment, perused the _Reply_ to the _Dean_ of _York_’s _Answer_,—it has made me alter my Mind in that respect; so that, instead of making you the Request I intended, I do here desire That the Child be filiated upon me, _Laurence Sterne_, Prebendary of _York_, &c. &c. And I do, accordingly, own it for my own true and lawful Offspring. My Reason for this is plain;—for as, you see, the _Writer_ of that _Reply_, has taken upon him to invade this _incontested Right_ of another Man’s in a Thing of this Kind, it is high Time for every Man to look to his own—Since, upon the _same Grounds_, and with half the Degree of Anger, that he affirms the Production of that very Reverend Gentleman’s, to be the Child of many Fathers, some one in his Spight (for I am not without my Friends of that Stamp) may run headlong into the other Extream, and swear, That mine had no Father at all:—And therefore, to make use of _Bay_’s Plea in the _Rehearsal_, for _Prince Pretty-Man;_ I merely do it, as he says, “for fear it should be said to be no Body’s Child at all.”