DEAR MADAM,

It is almost ridiculous for so hardened a sinner as myself to assign

any particular reason for his silence and negligence: Yet I can

say with truth that I do not remember the time when I have been

more fully engaged. The attendance of the House of Commons on our

fruitless, hopeless enquiries is really severe at this unseasonable

time of year, and my literary business, though much more pleasing,

engrosses a still larger share of my time and attention. On every

account both of fame and interest, it will be highly expedient

that the continuation of my history should appear about this time

twelvemonth; much is already done, much remains to do; I am well

satisfied that by a course of steady temperate diligence, the object

may be accomplished; but I shall not be able to lose a week, and

hardly a day.

I most sincerely rejoice at the visible improvement in your health

and spirits, and am convinced amusement and change of air will

produce the most salutary effects. I conceive and I wish I could

partake the happiness you enjoy with Mrs. Eliot and her sons: I beg

you would communicate to them the expression of my most sincere and

lively regard. Has Mrs. Eliot totally renounced London? She herself

may be happy in a Solitude, but she might diffuse happiness among

a larger circle of her friends. For myself I cannot say anything

very positive or indeed very pleasing on the subject of my hopes:

but I have weighed every circumstance and am prepared for every

possible event. I only beg you to have patience a few months longer,

and I give you _my honour_ that I will make such arrangements as

shall enable you to reside at Bath. I will likewise add, what I

know is material to your feelings, that I shall enjoy myself a very

comfortable if not desirable plan of life. I should be glad to

provide for Will Budd, but the sort of place which you described to

me some time ago, hardly exists in any family. However I shall not

forget him.

I am, Dear Madam,

Ever yours,

E. G.

376.

_To J. B. Holroyd, Esq._

Friday evening, July, 1779.

*The inclosed will inform you of an event, not the most disagreeable

of those which I have lately experienced. I have only to add, that

it was effected by the firm and sincere friendship of the A[ttorney]

G[eneral]. So many incidents have happened, that I hardly know how to

talk of news. You will learn that the Lords have strangely castrated

the new Militia Bill.[434] The Ferrol Squadron, 8 or 9 ships, have

joined the French. The numbers stand on our side 32, on their's 37;

but our force is at least equal, and the general consternation much

dispelled. If you do not Hibernize, you might at least Bentinckize. I

embrace, &c. Parliament will be prorogued to-morrow.*

[434] On June 21 Lord North proposed a Bill for doubling the

militia. The Bill was read a third time on June 24. The Lords

(June 30) threw out the second clause, which empowered his

Majesty "to direct the number of private men to serve in the

militia to be doubled." On recommitment to the Commons, it was

argued that the amendment was a breach of privilege, as the Bill

was a Money Bill. Eventually the amendment was accepted, and the

Bill, as amended, received the royal assent on July 3.

377.

_To his Stepmother._

Bentinck Street, July the 3rd, 1779.

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