I received your letter at Weston Green, and we have just returned home; they lamenting the loss of green fields, and I glad to get again into the woods and underwoods of my library. Your letter enclosed a draft of £50, which by the appearance comes from the Q. R. I think it extremely handsome, and begin to fear the article does not deserve it. However, be that as it may, the remuneration which the Review is now able to afford—the extraordinary skill and felicity of the Editor, supported by the large spirit of the Proprietor, will, be assured, command the richest talents in the literary world. It is worth sacrificing time and making an effort, when a writer secures both readers and profit.
