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In one of my former letters I
acquainted you that I &longs;u&longs;pected my brother
to be in love, and now, Madam, I am enabled
to tell you with whom—the amiable
Harriot.

HARRIOT attended Mrs. Francis in her
journey to Rhodei&longs;land, and our young hero
has, in her ab&longs;ence, been dreaming of his
mi&longs;tre&longs;s; and, in a letter to her has written
a de&longs;cription of his vi&longs;ionary interview.
Harriot, with whom I maintain a con&longs;tant
corre&longs;pondence, and who keeps no &longs;ecret
from me, inclo&longs;ed the ver&longs;es in her laft,

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when lo! the hand writing of Ma&longs;ter Har-rington.

I WAS a little mortified that the young
man had kept me in ignorance of his amour
all this time, and this morning determined
upon a little innocent revenge—“Tommy,”
&longs;aid I, as he entered the room, “here is a
piece of poetry, written by an acquaintance
of mine—I want your judgment on it”—
“Poetry or rhyme,” an&longs;wered he, advancing
towards me, and ca&longs;ting his eye on it—He
took the letter and began to read—“Why
do you blu&longs;h, young man?” &longs;aid I, “Har-riot
is a fine girl.”—

THIS produced an eclairci&longs;&longs;ement, and as
the matter mu&longs;t remain &longs;ecret, for a certain
weighty rea&longs;on, I am to be the confidante.

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I MUST acknowledge to you, Mrs. Holmes,
there is a certain je ne &longs;çais quoi in my amiable
friend, that has always intere&longs;ted me in her
favour—I have an affection for her which
comes from the heart—an affection which I
do not pretend to account for—Her depend-ance
on Mrs. Francis hurts me—I do not
think this lady is the gentle, complaifant
being, that &longs;he appears to be in company—
To behold &longs;o fine a girl in &longs;o di&longs;agreeable a
&longs;ituation, might at fir&longs;t attract my commifer-ation
and e&longs;teem, and a more intimate know-ledge
of her virtues might have ripened them
into love. Certain it is, however, that whom
I admire as a friend, I could love as a SISTER.
In the feelings of the heart there can be no
di&longs;&longs;imulation.

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PLEASE to tell Mr. Worthy, he may con-tinue
to write, and that I will conde&longs;cend to
read his letters.

Farewel!