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THE EARL OF ROCHESTER TO HIS SON. I HOPE, Charles, when you receive this, and know that I have sent this gentleman to be your tutour, you will be very gladde to see I take such care of you, and be very gratefull, which is best shown in being obedient and diligent. You are now grown big enough to be a man, and you can be wise enough ; for the way to be truely wise is to serve God, learne your book, and observe the instructions of your parents first, and next your tutour, to whom I have entirely resigned you for this seven yeare, and according as you imploy that time, you are to bee happy or unhappy for ever ; but I have so good an opinion of you, that I am glad to thinke you will never deceive me ; dear child, learn your book and be obedient, and you shall see what a father I will be to you. You shall want no pleasure while you are good, and that you may be soe are my constant prayers.
THE HON. HENRY SIDNEY TO LADY VAUGHAN.
London, February 2, 1870. If my Lady Vaughan had persisted any longer in her silence, I was chosen by her friends at Charing Cross to chide her; and though her writing once to her poor, beggarly, ill-favoured sister (Lady Northumberland) has taken away my commission to rebuke her, it shall not hinder me, having had once orders, to write to her, hoping that my letters may be as welcome as
Mr. Muddman's : and, in order to making them so, I will begin my gazette by informing you that Sir William-that worthy, ancient gentleman ! pushes his addresses to his widow with his wonted vigour, and with so good success, that he is become my greatest envy, who cannot carry the hopes of my poor friend for his widow with half so much encouragement. I am almost at my wit's ends about it; and I doubt I shall at last utterly despair, and make doleful ditties on the cruelty of your sex. We say in town that her cousin Tishy is not half so cruel to Mr. Cheek; but that the wedding clothes are making, and that, by consent of parents, all things are to be accomplished, and had been so already, but for the unfortunate death of poor Mr. Oliver, my Lady Manchester's chaplain, who slept sweetly in the Lord on Saturday night last, and has occasioned so great mourning in that family, that ombre and weddings have been forbid for a week. On the other side, my lord chamberlain has been in mortification for the loss of his poor brother, Hatton Rich, who, not making a very Christian end, has been the occasion of great grief to all his pious relations. He has bequeathed all his worldly goods to his nieces by my late lord of Warwick, and has left nothing to my Lord Mandeville and Mr. Roberts, which is much wondered at by all that know these two worthy gentlemen. To go on with dismal stories, your ladyship must know, that one Major Cary (brother to a young maid of honour of the same name) coming in a good ship out of Holland, did not like his passage ; but whether it was that
he thought to swim sooner ashore, or that he was in love with some seanymph, he took his career from the side of the ship, and leapt into the sea very frankly, though with the same usage others find upon that element, for we hear no more of him; and it is shrewdly suspected Neptune has put him into Bedlam, in his kingdom, since we were so unkind as not to do so much for him here. The expedition of Wild Street, I am sure, is too famous not to have reached you long since. There are very few more steps yet made into the discovery of it; but, I doubt not, he that revenges murder will shortly bring all to light, and them to condign punishment who have had their hands in the blood of the innocent. My Lady Northumberland is grown so flippant since her adventure at court (of which she has already informed your ladyship), that now she trips it every day in St. James's Park, meets the person you wot of, and ogles and curtsies do pass at that rate, that her friends, knowing not what to make of it, only pray that her honour may be safe. Now comes the difficult matter— to know from whom this letter comes : that is to be a secret, only it is one that kisses Lady Vaughan's hands, and Mr. Russell's, and will come himself and let them know. In the mean time they may guess as they please, but shall have no more light from me, but that the two first letters are
LADY R. VAUGHAN TO MR. RUSSELL.
London, September 23, 1672. If I were more fortunate in my expression, I could do myself more right when I would own to my dearest Mr. Russell what real and perfect happiness I enjoy, from the kindness he allows me every day to receive new marks of, such as, in spite of the knowledge I have of my own wants, will not suffer me to mistrust I want his love, though I do merit, to so desirable a blessing; but, my best life, you that know so well how to love and to oblige, make my felicity entire, by believing my heart possessed with all the gratitude, honour, and passionate affection to your person, any creature is capable of, or can be obliged to ; and this granted, what have I to ask but a continuance (if God see fit) of these present enjoyments ? if not, a submission, without murmur, to his most wise dispensations and unerring providence ; having a thankful heart for the years I have been so perfectly contented in: be knows best when we have had enough here; what I most earnestly beg from his mercy is, that we both live so as, which ever goes first, the other may not sorrow as for one of whom they have no hope. Then let us cheerfully expect to be together to a good old age; if not, let us not doubt but he will support us under what trial he will inflict upon them. These are necessary meditations sometimes, that we may not be surprised above our strength by a sudden accident, being unprepared. Excuse me if I dwell too long upon it; it is from my opinion that if we can be prepared for all conditions, we can with the greater tranquillity enjoy the present; which I hope will be long; though when we change, it will be for the better, I trust, through the merits of Christ. Let us daily pray it may be so, and then admit of no fears ; death is the extremest evil against nature it is true; let us overcome the immoderate fear of it, either to our friend or self, and then what light hearts we may live with! But I am immoderate in my length of this discourse, and consider this is to be a letter. To take myself off, and alter the subject, I will tell you the news came on Sunday night to the Duke of York, that he was a married man; he was talking in the drawing-room, when the French ambassador brought the letters in, and told the news; the duke turned about and said, “ Then I am a married man.” It proved to be to the Princess of Modena ; for it was rather expected to be Canaples' niece ; she is to have a 100,000 francs paid here ; and now we may say sbe has more wit than ever woman had before ; as much beauty, and greater youth than is necessary; he sent his daughter, Lady Mary, word the sáme night, he had provided a playfellow for her. Mr. Neale, who interrupts me in this my most pleasant employment, tells me, my Lord Mulgrave has the garter given him. The duke of Monmouth goes this week, and more regiments, as they talk now. The emperor has made a
* Lady Vaughan retained the name of her first husband, Lord Vaughan, till Mr. Russell succeeded to his title, in 1678, by the death of his brother.