What is there, throughout the _Whole_, that I do not sincerely admire!---I admire, in it, the strong distinguish’d Variety, and picturesque glowing Likeness to _Life_, of the Characters. I know, hear, see, and live among ’em All: and, if I cou’d paint, cou’d return you their _Faces_. I admire, in it, the noble Simplicity, Force, Aptness, and Truth, of so many modest, œconomical, moral, prudential, religious, satirical, and cautionary, _Lessons_; which are introduc’d with such seasonable Dexterity, and with so polish’d and exquisite a Delicacy, of Expression and Sentiment, that I am only apprehensive, for the _Interests_ of _Virtue_, lest some of the _finest_, and _most touching_, of those elegant Strokes of Good-breeding, Generosity, and Reflection, shou’d be lost, under the too gross Discernment of an unfeeling Majority of Readers; for whose Coarseness, however, they were kindly design’d, as the most useful and charitable Correctives. One of the best-judg’d Peculiars, of the Plan, is, that These Instructions being convey’d, as in a Kind of Dramatical Representation, by those beautiful _Scenes_, Her own Letters and Journals, who acts the most moving and suffering _Part_, we feel the Force in a threefold Effect,----from the Motive, the Act, and the Consequence. But what, above All, I am charm’d with, is the amiable _Good-nature_ of the AUTHOR; who, I am convinc’d, has one of the best, and most generous Hearts, of Mankind: because, mis-measuring _other_ Minds, by _His Own_, he can draw Every thing, to Perfection, but _Wickedness_.----I became inextricably in _Love_ with this delightful Defect of his Malice;--for, I found it owing to an _Excess_ in his _Honesty_. Only observe, Sir, with what _virtuous Reluctance_ he complies with the Demands of his Story, when he stands in need of some blameable Characters. Tho’ his Judgment compels him to mark ’em with disagreeable Colourings, so that they make an odious Appearance at first, He can’t forbear, by an unexpected and gradual Decline from Themselves, to soften and transmute all the Horror conceiv’d for their Baseness, till we are arriv’d, through insensible Stages, at an Inclination to forgive it intirely.