To the Earl of ----.
Silleri, April 25.
The pleasure the mind finds in travelling, has undoubtedly, my Lord,
its source in that love of novelty, that delight in acquiring new
ideas, which is interwoven in its very frame, which shews itself on
every occasion from infancy to age, which is the first passion of the
human mind, and the last.
There is nothing the mind of man abhors so much as a state of rest:
the great secret of happiness is to keep the soul in continual action,
without those violent exertions, which wear out its powers, and dull
its capacity of enjoyment; it should have exercise, not labor.
Vice may justly be called the fever of the soul, inaction its
lethargy; passion, under the guidance of virtue, its health.
I have the pleasure to see my daughter's coquetry giving place to a
tender affection for a very worthy man, who seems formed to make her
happy: his fortune is easy; he is a gentleman, and a man of worth and
honor, and, what perhaps inclines me to be more partial to him, of my
own profession.
I mention the last circumstance in order to introduce a request,
that your Lordship would have the goodness to employ that interest for
him in the purchase of a majority, which you have so generously offered
to me; I am determined, as there is no prospect of real duty, to quit
the army, and retire to that quiet which is so pleasing at my time of
life: I am privately in treaty with a gentleman for my company, and
propose returning to England in the first ship, to give in my
resignation: in this point, as well as that of serving Mr. Fitzgerald,
I shall without scruple call upon your Lordship's friendship.
I have settled every thing with Fitzgerald, but without saying a
word to Bell; and he is to seduce her into matrimony as soon as he
can, without my appearing at all interested in the affair: he is to ask
my consent in form, though we have already settled every preliminary.
All this, as well as my intention of quitting the army, is yet a
secret to my daughter.
But to the questions your Lordship does me the honor to ask me in
regard to the Americans, I mean those of our old colonies: they appear
to me, from all I have heard and seen of them, a rough, ignorant,
positive, very selfish, yet hospitable people.
Strongly attached to their own opinions, but still more so to their
interests, in regard to which they have inconceivable sagacity and
address; but in all other respects I think naturally inferior to the
Europeans; as education does so much, it is however difficult to
ascertain this.
I am rather of opinion they would not have refused submission to the
stamp act, or disputed the power of the legislature at home, had not
their minds been first embittered by what touched their interests so
nearly, the restraints laid on their trade with the French and Spanish
settlements, a trade by which England was an immense gainer; and by
which only a few enormously rich West India planters were hurt.
Every advantage you give the North Americans in trade centers at
last in the mother country; they are the bees, who roam abroad for that
honey which enriches the paternal hive.
Taxing them immediately after their trade is restrained, seems like
drying up the source, and expecting the stream to flow.
Yet too much care cannot be taken to support the majesty of
government, and assert the dominion of the parent country.
A good mother will consult the interest and happiness of her
children, but will never suffer her authority to be disputed.
An equal mixture of mildness and spirit cannot fail of bringing
these mistaken people, misled by a few of violent temper and ambitious
views, into a just sense of their duty.
I have the honor to be,
My Lord, &c.
William Fermor.