The Obstinacy of old _Harlowe_, who never gave up a Point, unaccustomed to Contradiction, and mad with the Thoughts of his own Authority; the Pride of the two old Batchelors, who had lived single, in order to aggrandize their Family; the overbearing impetuous _James Harlowe's_ Envy, arising from Ambition; the two-fold Envy of _Arabella Harlowe_, springing from Rivalship in general Admiration, as well as in particular liking; the former more rough, the latter more sly, tho' full as keen in her Reproaches; the constant Submission of Mrs. _Harlowe_, and the mad Vanity of _Lovelace_, all conspire to the grand End of distressing and destroying the poor _Clarissa_; whose Misfortune it was to be placed amongst a Set of Wretches, who were every one following the Bent of their own peculiar Madness, without any Consideration for the innocent Victim who was to fall a Sacrifice to their ungovernable Passions. And here I must observe, how artfully the Author has conducted the opening of his different Characters, as they became more interested in his Story. The Correspondence between Miss _Howe_ and _Clarissa_, with some characteristical Letters of each of the _Harlowes_, as these were then his principal Actors, chiefly compose the two first Volumes. In the third, fourth and fifth Volumes, _Lovelace_ comes prancing before the Reader's Eye; gives an unrestrained Loose to his uncurbed Imagination, and ripens into full-blown Baseness that Blackness of Mind, which had hitherto only shot forth in Buds but barely visible. The strong and lively Pen of _Lovelace_ was most proper to relate the most active Scenes. But when his mischievous Heart and plotting Head had left him no farther use for his wild Fancies, than to rave and curse his own Folly, _Belford_ takes up the Pen, and carries on the Story; and in the sixth and seventh Volumes, Colonel _Morden_ (who has hitherto made but a small Appearance) is brought upon the Stage, and his Character, as he is to be the Instrument of the Death of _Lovelace_, is as strongly painted, and as necessary to the Completion of the Story, as are any of the others. It is astonishing to me how much the different Stile of each Writer is in every Particular preserved; indeed so characteristically preserved, that when I read _Clarissa's_ Letters, where every Line speaks the considerate and the pious Mind, I could almost think the Author had studied nothing but her Character. When Miss _Howe's_ lively Vein and flowing Wit entertains me, She appears to have been the principal Person in his Thoughts. When Mrs. _Harlowe_ writes, her broken half-utter'd Sentences are so many Pictures of the broken timorous Spirit of Meekness tyrannised over, that dictates to her Pen. When Mr. _Harlowe_ condescends to sign his much valued Name, the dictatorial Spirit of an indulged tyrannic Disposition indites every arbitrary Command. When _John Harlowe_ writes, the Desire of proving himself of