‘My dear Friend,—I am quite ashamed of not answering your kind and
hearty letter of invitation sooner. But a listless and irresolute
disposition has made my mind for some time past as flimsy as a
dish-clout, and I must _confess_ that I have invariably "left
undone those things which I _ought_ to have done"—“for there was
no health in me,” indeed, not enough to enable me “to do many
things which I _ought not_ to have done.” Original sin and
depravity just enabled me to _read_ when I should have _written_,
and to lie in bed when I should have got up, &c. I wished to
commit other _guess_ crimes than those, to have rambled over a
great part of the kingdom and revelled with distant friends. But
prudence, in the shape of rheumatism, and in many other hideous
shapes, prevented me. Yet, in spite of all these admonitions, I
had a month’s mind to accept of your hospitable offer. But we have
guests at our apartments now, my two aged sisters, and, when they
depart, winter will begin to show his sour face and chain me to my
chimney corner till after Christmas, when I shall be unfettered,
merely to be dragged into the hurry and din of London, which are
every year more and more insupportable. I have long ceased to like
the country, except in long days and fine weather, and, in winter,
prefer London with all its horrors and fatigues to rural
amusements. Indeed, autumn with all its golden glow and variegated
charms for landscape painters is to me a constant _memento mori_,
with its withered leaves tumbling about my ears; and all my most
severe attacks of rheumatism have been during the equinoctial
winds and rains; so that I am afraid of trusting myself far from
home at this season of the year, as one can be sick and cross
nowhere so _comfortably_ as at home.
‘Having scribbled my apology, I must now hasten to congratulate
you and Mrs. Young on the marriage of our dear and worthy girl
Bessy.[145] The match, indeed, is not splendid for either in point
of circumstances; but they are quite as likely to scramble happily
through life, with good hearts and wishes limited to their means,
as the richest peers and peeresses in the land, who generally
outlive their income, be it what it will, and have mortifications
incident to pride and disappointed ambition which little folk know
nothing about. They (I mean our young couple) have my hearty
benediction and good wishes. A man without family attachments is
an awkward and insulated being, but a woman without a mate is
still more insignificant and helpless; and, having become
adventurers in the matrimonial lottery, I sincerely hope they will
gain a prize in the fortuitous distribution of such happiness as
reasonable mortals have a right to expect.
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