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<h2> LETTER CCVIII </h2>
<h3> BLACKHEATH, September 30, 1757 </h3>
<p>MY DEAR FRIEND: I have so little to do, that I am surprised how I can find
time to write to you so often. Do not stare at the seeming paradox; for it
is an undoubted truth, that the less one has to do, the less time one
finds to do it in. One yawns, one procrastinates, one can do it when one
will, and therefore one seldom does it at all; whereas those who have a
great deal of business, must (to use a vulgar expression) buckle to it;
and then they always find time enough to do it in. I hope your own
experience has by this time convinced you of this truth.</p>
<p>I received your last of the 8th. It is now quite over with a very great
man, who will still be a very great man, though a very unfortunate one. He
has qualities of the mind that put him above the reach of these
misfortunes; and if reduced, as perhaps he may, to the 'marche' of
Brandenburg, he will always find in himself the comfort, and with all the
world the credit, of a philosopher, a legislator, a patron, and a
professor of arts and sciences. He will only lose the fame of a conqueror;
a cruel fame, that arises from the destruction of the human species. Could
it be any satisfaction to him to know, I could tell him, that he is at
this time the most popular man in this kingdom; the whole nation being
enraged at that neutrality which hastens and completes his ruin. Between
you and me, the King was not less enraged at it himself, when he saw the
terms of it; and it affected his health more than all that had happened
before. Indeed it seems to me a voluntary concession of the very worst
that could have happened in the worst event. We now begin to think that
our great and secret expedition is intended for Martinico and St. Domingo;
if that be true, and we succeed in the attempt, we shall recover, and the
French lose, one of the most valuable branches of commerce—I mean
sugar. The French now supply all the foreign markets in Europe with that
commodity; we only supply ourselves with it. This would make us some
amends for our ill luck, or ill conduct in North America; where Lord
Loudon, with twelve thousand men, thought himself no match for the French
with but seven; and Admiral Holborne, with seventeen ships of the line,
declined attacking the French, because they had eighteen, and a greater
weight of METAL, according to the new sea-phrase, which was unknown to
Blake. I hear that letters have been sent to both with very severe
reprimands. I am told, and I believe it is true, that we are negotiating
with the Corsican, I will not say rebels, but asserters of their natural
rights; to receive them, and whatever form of government they think fit to
establish, under our protection, upon condition of their delivering up to
us Port Ajaccio; which may be made so strong and so good a one, as to be a
full equivalent for the loss of Port Mahon. This is, in my mind, a very
good scheme; for though the Corsicans are a parcel of cruel and perfidious
rascals, they will in this case be tied down to us by their own interest
and their own danger; a solid security with knaves, though none with
fools. His Royal Highness the Duke is hourly expected here: his arrival
will make some bustle; for I believe it is certain that he is resolved to
make a push at the Duke of N., Pitt and Co.; but it will be ineffectual,
if they continue to agree, as, to my CERTAIN KNOWLEDGE, they do at
present. This parliament is theirs, 'caetera quis nescit'?</p>
<p>Now that I have told you all that I know or have heard, of public matters,
let us talk of private ones that more nearly and immediately concern us.
Admit me to your fire-side, in your little room; and as you would converse
with me there, write to me for the future from thence. Are you completely
'nippe' yet? Have you formed what the world calls connections? that is, a
certain number of acquaintances whom, from accident or choice, you
frequent more than others: Have you either fine or well-bred women there?
'Y a-t-il quelque bon ton'? All fat and fair, I presume; too proud and too
cold to make advances, but, at the same time, too well-bred and too warm
to reject them, when made by 'un honnete homme avec des manieres'.</p>
<p>Mr.———is to be married, in about a month, to Miss———.
I am very glad of it; for, as he will never be a man of the world, but
will always lead a domestic and retired life, she seems to have been made
on purpose for him. Her natural turn is as grave and domestic as his; and
she seems to have been kept by her aunts 'a la grace', instead of being
raised in a hot bed, as most young ladies are of late. If, three weeks
hence, you write him a short compliment of congratulation upon the
occasion, he, his mother, and 'tutti quanti', would be extremely pleased
with it. Those attentions are always kindly taken, and cost one nothing
but pen, ink, and paper. I consider them as draughts upon good-breeding,
where the exchange is always greatly in favor of the drawer. 'A propos' of
exchange; I hope you have, with the help of your secretary, made yourself
correctly master of all that sort of knowledge—Course of Exchange,
'Agie, Banco, Reiche-Thalers', down to 'Marien Groschen'. It is very
little trouble to learn it; it is often of great use to know it.
Good-night, and God bless you!</p>
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