In the first Place, it has ever been the Fate of her _Domesticks_ to be invincibly hated by her _Tenants_ without Difference or Distinction, (for, to say Truth, they have no Head for _Distingo_'s:) There is but one Thing in the World they hate more, and that is _Betty Ireland_. Now, the _Servants_ bear hard on _Betty_, to curry Favour with her Sister's _Tenants_, who would go half Way to the D----l to have _Betty_ d----d, are for ever cursing her, and laying all their Misfortunes at her Door. If the _Clothier_ loses his Business, or has his Goods on Hand, 'tis _all 'long_ of _Betty_: Wheat bears no Price, for _Betty_ has glutted the Market. Whereas, in Fact, they never keep the same Markets. But they forget, they are all so idle and debauched, such gobling and drinking Rascals, and so expensive in _blew Beer_, that they are forced to put a double Price on every thing goes to Market; so that no Body will deal with them. Indeed, if it incenses them, that _Betty_ won't buy, burn her _own Goods_ and take off _theirs_, they must e'en turn the Buckle behind. _Blanch_ will be wiser, for her own sake, than lay Stresses on her _Sister_, from whom she gets more than _by all the World beside_, only to humour a Set of grumbling Churls, who don't know what they would be at; and so extremely senseless, that it's Matter of Wonder, their Oxen don't ride them to the Market, and sell them. 'Tis true, a _Linen-weaver_, one of _Blanch_'s Tenants, prevailed on her lately to withdraw some Encouragement she had given _Betty_, and transfer it to a _Stranger_. But that was owing to bad Advice given her, by a _Clerk_ she has since turned off, and sent a stroling among _Brandy-shops_ and _Ale-houses_, to _backbite_ his _Lady_ for want of other Employment. Another Cause of _Blanch_'s Dislike to her _Sister_ was, a Fright she took, when she was just _delivered_, at some ill-looking People, who came from _Betty_'s Lands, and appeared under her Window. There's no doubt but _Blanch_ has as much Courage as any genteel Lady ought to have, and must have been in a Fit of low Spirits when she, and all her Tenants from her, took so senseless an alarm, as to run distracted thro' Fear of half a Dozen Fellows cutting all their Throats in one Night, who were ready to run through Fire and Water for Fear of being hang'd themselves; yet certain it is, from this ridiculous Incident, and from nothing else, can be derived, that universal Hatred shewn her by _Blanch's Tenants_, though they have never seen, spoken with, or had any Dealings whatever, either with _Betty_ or her _Tenants_. People must be _generous_, as well as _brave_, to forgive those that frighten them.