IN my tour through the United States, I had an opportunity of examining and comparing the different manners and dispositions of the inhabitants of the several republicks. Those of the southern states, accustomed to a habit of domineering over their slaves, are haughtier, more tenacious of honour, and indeed possess more of an aristocratick temper than their sisters of the confederacy. As we travel to the northward, the nature of the constitution seems to operate on the minds of the people—slavery is abolished—all men are declared free and equal, and their tempers are open, generous and communicative. It is the same in all those countries where the people enjoy independence and equal liberty. Why then should those distinctions arise which are inimical to domestick quietude? Or why should the noisy voice of those who seek distinction, so loudly reecho in the ears of peace and jollity, as to deafen the sound of the musick? For while we are disputing who shall lead off the dance, behold! the instrument gets out of tune—a string snaps—and where is our chance for dancing? Adieu! LETTER XVIII. _Harrington_ to _Worthy_. _Boston._ MY beloved has left me for a while—she has attended Mrs. _Francis_ in a journey to Rhodeisland—and here am I—anxious—solitary—alone!— NO thoughts, but thoughts of _Harriot_, are permitted to agitate me. She is in my view all the day long, and when I retire to rest my imagination is still possessed with ideas of _Harriot_. Adieu! LETTER XIX. _Harrington_ to _Harriot_. _Boston._ IF a wish, arising from the most tender affection, could transport me to the object of my love, I persuade myself that you would not be troubled with reading this letter. YOU must expect nothing like wit or humour, or even common sense, from me; wit and humour are flown with you, and your return only can restore them. I am sometimes willing to persuade myself that this is the case—I think I hear the well known voice, I look around me with the ecstasy of _Orpheus_, but that look breaks the charm, I find myself alone, and my _Eurydice_ vanished to the shades.