You know Mr. C*** O***, you know his estate, his worth, and good sense:

can you, will you pronounce it ill meant, at least of him, when anxious

for his son’s morals, with a view to form him to virtue, and inspire

him with a fixed, a rational contempt for vice, he condescended to be

his master of the ceremonies, and led him by the hand through the most

noted bawdy-houses in town, where he took care he should be

familiarized with all those scenes of debauchery, so fit to nauseate a

good taste? The experiment, you will cry, is dangerous. True, on a

fool: but are fools worth so much attention.

I shall see you soon, and in the mean time think candidly of me, and

believe me ever,

MADAM,

Yours, etc., etc., etc.

X X X

THE END

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