LETTER 97.

To Colonel Rivers, at Quebec.

Clarges Street, January 3.

I am afraid you knew very little of the sex, my dear brother, when

you cautioned me so strongly against loving Mr. Temple: I should

perhaps, with all his merit, have never thought of him but for that

caution.

There is something very interesting to female curiosity in the idea

of these very formidable men, whom no woman can see without danger; we

gaze on the terrible creature at a distance, see nothing in him so very

alarming; he approaches, our little hearts palpitate with fear, he is

gentle, attentive, respectful; we are surprized at this respect, we are

sure the world wrongs the dear civil creature; he flatters, we are

pleased with his flattery; our little hearts still palpitate--but not

with fear.

In short, my dear brother, if you wish to serve a friend with us,

describe him as the most dangerous of his sex; the very idea that he is

so, makes us think resistance vain, and we throw down our defensive

arms in absolute despair.

I am not sure this is the reason of my discovering Mr. Temple to be

the most amiable of men; but of this I am certain, that I love him with

the most lively affection, and that I am convinced, notwithstanding all

you have said, that he deserves all my tenderness.

Indeed, my dear prudent brother, you men fancy yourselves extremely

wise and penetrating, but you don't know each other half so well as we

know you: I shall make Temple in a few weeks as tame a domestic animal

as you can possibly be, even with your Emily.

I hope you won't be very angry with me for accepting an agreable

fellow, and a coach and six: if you are, I can only say, that finding

the dear man steal every day upon my heart, and recollecting how very

dangerous a creature he was,

"I held it both safest and best

To marry, for fear you should chide."

Adieu!

Your affectionate, &c.

Lucy Rivers.

Please to observe, mamma was on Mr. Temple's side, and that I only

take him from obedience to her commands. He has behaved like an angel

to her; but I leave himself to explain how: she has promised to live

with us. We are going a party to Richmond, and only wait for Mr.

Temple.

With all my pertness, I tremble at the idea that to-morrow will

determine the happiness or misery of my life.

Adieu! my dearest brother.

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