Benjamin Franklin, Self-Revealed, Volume 1 (of 2): A Biographical and Critical Study Based Mainly on his own WritingsBruce, Wiliam Cabell
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Benjamin Franklin, Self-Revealed, Volume 1 (of 2): A Biographical and Critical Study Based Mainly on his own Writings
Bruce, Wiliam Cabell
Franklin, Benjamin, 1706-1790
Even the Birmingham tile, however, did not have the effect of correcting
Roberts' remissness, for in two subsequent letters Franklin returns to the
same subject. In the first, he tells Roberts that he had received his
letter by the hands of Roberts' son in London, and had had the pleasure
withal of seeing this son grow up a solid, sensible young man. He then
reverts to the Junto. "You tell me you sometimes visit the ancient Junto. I
wish you would do it oftener. I know they all love and respect you, and
regret your absenting yourself so much. People are apt to grow strange, and
not understand one another so well, when they meet but seldom." Then follow
these words which help us to see how he came to declare so confidently on
another occasion that, compared with the entire happiness of existence, its
occasional unhappiness is but as the pricking of a pin.
Since we have held that Club, till we are grown grey
together, let us hold it out to the End. For my own
Part, I find I love Company, Chat, a Laugh, a Glass,
and even a Song, as well as ever; and at the same Time
relish better than I used to do the grave Observations
and wise Sentences of old Men's Conversation; so that I
am sure the Junto will be still as agreeable to me as
it ever has been. I therefore hope it will not be
discontinu'd, as long as we are able to crawl together.
The second of the two letters makes still another appeal of the same
nature.
I wish [Franklin said] you would continue to meet the
Junto, notwithstanding that some Effects of our publick
political Misunderstandings may sometimes appear there.
'Tis now perhaps one of the _oldest_ Clubs, as I think
it was formerly one of the _best_, in the King's
Dominions. It wants but about two years of Forty since
it was establish'd. We loved and still love one
another; we are grown Grey together, and yet it is too
early to Part. Let us sit till the Evening of Life is
spent. The Last Hours are always the most joyous. When
we can stay no longer, 'tis time enough then to bid
each other good Night, separate, and go quietly to bed.
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