DECEMBER.—CHRISTMAS BUSTLE.

Tuggeridge vowed that I should finish my days there, when he put me in

prison. It appears that we both had reason to be ashamed of ourselves,

and were, thank God! I learned to be sorry for my bad feelings towards

him, and he actually wrote to me, to say,—

"Sir,—I think you have suffered enough for faults which, I believe, do

not lie with you, so much as your wife; and I have withdrawn my claims

which I had against you while you were in wrongful possession of my

father's estates. You must remember that when, on examination of my

father's papers, no will was found, I yielded up his property, with

perfect willingness, to those who I fancied were his legitimate heirs.

For this I received all sorts of insults from your wife and yourself

(who acquiesced in them); and when the discovery of a will in India

proved _my_ just claims you must remember how they were met, and the

vexatious proceedings with which you sought to oppose them.

"I have discharged your lawyer's bill; and, as I believe you are more

fitted for the trade you formerly exercised than for any other, I will

give five hundred pounds for the purchase of a stock and shop when you

shall find one to suit you.

"I enclose a draft for twenty pounds, to meet your present expenses. You

have, I am told, a son, a boy of some spirit; if he likes to try his

fortune abroad, and go on board an Indiaman, I can get him an

appointment; and am, Sir, your obedient servant,

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