Having written what I had to write on Small Pox and the Bishop of Peterborough, I wish to discuss Mr. Biggs’s Report of Botany Bay. Mr. Bennett was so good as to offer me the loan of his Report; if he remains in the same gracious intentions toward me, will you have the goodness to desire him to send it by return of post?
I have been making a long visit to my friends in the neighbourhood of Manchester. Their wealth and prosperity know no bounds: I do not mean only the Philippi, but of all who ply the loom. They talk of raising corps of manufacturers to keep the country gentlemen in order, and to restrain the present Jacobinism of the plough; the Royal Corduroys—the First Regiment of Fustian—the Bombazine Brigade, etc. etc.
I have given the Bishop of Peterborough a good dressing. What right has anybody to ask anybody eighty-seven questions? and tell me (this is only one question) what agreeable books I am to read. I hear of a great deal of ruin in distant counties; there is none here, but then the soil is good.