MY dear Sir—I must appear negligent in not having thanked you for the very pleasant books you sent me. Arthur, and the Novel, we have both of us read with unmixed satisfaction. They are full of quaint conceits, and running over with good humour and good nature. I naturally take little interest in story, but in these the manner and not the end is the interest; it is such pleasant travelling, one scarce cares whither it leads us. Pray express our pleasure to your father with my best thanks.
I am involved in a routine of visiting among the family of Barron Field, just retd. from Botany Bay—I shall hardly have an open Evening before Tuesday next. Will you come to us then?
