Having quitted Capua, I must now to business.
I have received the Review, and am extremely pleased with the article upon the Liberty of the Press, and with the promise of its continuation. The review of Jacob’s Travels I do not like; it is full of old grudges.
You over-praise all Scotch books and writers. Alison’s is a pretty book, stringing a number of quotations upon a false theory, nearly true, and spun out to an unwarrantable size, merely for the sake of introducing the illustrations. I have not read your review, for I hate the subject; and you may conceive how much I hate it, when even your writing cannot reconcile me to it.
I am now hardening my heart, and correcting my idleness, as quickly as possible; I mean to be most penitently diligent.
I saw John Playfair in town—grown thinner and older by some years. Mrs. Apreece and the Miss Berrys say, that, on the whole, he is the only man who can be called irresistible.