which it will be, if Mr. Athow is to be depended on in a fortnight. I know that Mr. Chapman has given great attention to it. The inscription is on the tablet; and having myself carefully compared it with your copy, I can assure you that it is done exactly, and most minutely, according to your instructions, &c. Mrs. Lubbock has very particularly desired me, instead of one, to send you five pounds, as a contribution to your bells; which you herewith receive, and my best wishes that you may live to hear them ring many and many a merry peal. How greatly do I admire the picture you give of the transactions on your village green. I see Dr. Parr what every parish priest ought to be, but what so few are, the comforter, the guide, the father of his flock. I have a neighbour, who has in contemplation to apply for a faculty to sell his parish bells. I have read to him a part of your letter, and exhorted him to abandon his intention, and follow your example.

The constitution of your cousin, Mr. Parr, seems to be very much broken; he is very feeble, and another attack will, I think, end his earthly cares.

I am come here to attend our annual wool-fair. It is a child of our good friend Coke. He will be in the chair, and I doubt not give us a good discourse after dinner, exhorting the buyers to offer good and fair prices, and the growers to take them. It is always attended by the leading agricultural men of Norfolk and Suffolk, as well as the farmers in general. It is likely to be very full to-day, and we shall probably hear "great cry and little wool." I shall take the opportunity of delivering this to Mr. Coke, to be forwarded to you. Mr. Matchett is much pleased by your remembrance of him. The other friends you mentioned are all well. I must not omit to tell you, that the H. M. S. S. P. C. was first made out by my very good friend and neighbour, and admirable curate of our parish, your old pupil, James Willins. I am glad, heartily glad, that Chapman made the same blunder about the date that I did; for though I have no pretensions to call myself a scholar, I do not wish to be thought a dunce, I remain, my dear Sir, most sincerely and respectfully yours, JEHOSAPHAT POSTLE.

MY DEAR SIR,

Colney, September 3, 1809. I have great satisfaction in being able to inform you, that the monument is up. When you see it, I think you will allow that Athow has executed it neatly and faithfully. Matchett wished to publish the inscription in his paper, to which, I trusted, you would not object, and considered it the safer way, to ensure correctness, to let him have one of the copies received from you, making him promise to place every word, point, and line, as in the copy, and to print it in Roman capitals; recommending to him also to procure a translation into English from Chapman, to be subjoined, as otherwise it would be useless to so many of his readers. Matchett has not disappointed me; and the translation, though it must necessarily fall very far short of the beauty and force of your Latin, will, I think, have your approbation. I suppose it to be by Chapman. It is as follows:

"To Richard Lubbock,

"Born in Norwich, initiated there in the literature of Greece and Rome, afterwards acquiring great reputation in the University of Edinburgh, on account of the enlightened genius which he displayed in his thesis, "De Principio Sorbili ;" a man of extensive knowledge in every liberal science, and particularly in philosophy; with affability of discourse and suavity of manners, pre-eminently gifted; by his family and friends most deservedly esteemed; to his country ardently attached. Who, after a skilful practice of twenty-four years as a physician in his native city, died of a painful and lingering disease, on the 2d of September, A. D. 1808, aged forty-nine.

"His relict, Bridget Lubbock, has, at her own expence, caused this monument to be erected."

Mrs. Lubbock is at Cromer with her children, where she has been the greater part of the summer, and where, I hope, she will yet remain. She dreads the return to her own home. "Indeed she has, since the death of our dear friend, taken such a disgust to it, that she has determined to leave it. I have purchased for her the house on Bracondale hill, which, I believe, was occupied by Dr. Moore, when you resided in Norwich. I 'consider it to be my duty to do all I can to render her com

fortable. She is a woman of no common mind, and never will be guilty of any imprudencies; therefore, though I have bought this house dear, and shall have one on our hands, I shall have done right, if it make her comfortable. Mrs. Trafford has been expecting the birth of another child for this fortnight past. I heartily wish it was over. I know not where to get a frank, and have therefore written this so close, that I fear you have difficulty in reading it. Mrs. Postle begs to make her best compliments; and believe me, dear Sir, with the highest esteem, most truly yours, JEHOSAPHAT POSTLE.

Epitaph on Sir John Moore.-See vol. iv. p. 616.

Bishop Bennet, to Dr. Parr.

May 6, 1812.

Now, as to the epitaph on Sir John Moore, it is remarkably well done; the Latinity admirable, the enumeration of exploits select and luminous; a little too long, though I don't know it can be made shorter; and a very fastidious critic might perhaps object to the enumerating Batavia (by implication at least) among his conquests, when it was our own army that was repulsed there with disgrace. I think it, as a whole, equal to any one you have written, though Burke's and

are

still

my

favourites..

DEAR PARR,

Wednesday.

I have put your epitaph on South so carefully somewhere, that I cannot find it. You shall see me about eleven on Saturday. I would carry you to Harrow on the 14th with pleasure; but fear it is the meeting of the Sons of the Clergy, when it would be indecent for me not to attend at St. Paul's. It is extremely pro

voking. I have seen General Watson, and sat with him half an hour. The South epitaph is better than our common ones— much so; but inferior to yours with a witness. Truly yours,

W. CLOYNE,

SIR,

Dr. Parr, to James Carrick Moore, Esq.

April 2, 1813. On Wednesday last I was honoured with your letter, and though I have no scribe at hand for the present, I am very anxious to acknowledge the information with which you have favoured me. When I have occasion to ask for further intelligence on points, which seem to me of importance, I will employ some amanuensis.

Be assured, Sir, that I feel the highest satisfaction in the opportunity afforded to me, for paying the tribute of my gratitude and deep respect to the memory of Sir John Moore.

I have borrowed the Memoirs, written, I believe, by yourself, and I find in them much valuable matter; but you will oblige me much by sending what is prepared for Dr. Rees's Encyclo. pædia. I shall be in London towards the end of this month, and shall, with your permission, take the liberty of having a little personal interview with you. Your well-wisher, and obedient humble servant,

S. PARR.

DEAR SIR,

Sunday, Oct. 15, 1813.

Pray do not give yourself the trouble of making the extract. I despatched the previous achievements in three lines. I have not forgotten the favourite Highlanders. I wished to say something handsome of Sir John's father; it might have harmonized well enough, but would have lengthened the inscription too much; for it already occupies forty lines of different sizes. I am satisfied with the chain of topics, and the phraseology has been well considered, with a view to the excellencies of your brother, the literary character of England, and my own personal responsibility. I am yet puzzled about the Spanish government, and expect a precise answer to my queries. What I have to say about them must be engraved on the other side.

All your papers lie at this moment before my eye. Still I have occasion to send Lord Holland a few more queries, and when they are answered, I shall give you no more trouble. I wished to write the inscription with the plainness and brevity in which the ancient ones are drawn up. But, as this is for popular use, 2 R

VOL. VIII.

I changed my mind, and have in ornamental language described the last glorious feat at Corunna, and its melancholy effect on the life of a most inestimable man.

At present I am uncertain whether or no to notice very shortly some of his previous and less brilliant exploits. You lent me a paper; I preserved it here; I took it with me to London; I brought it back, and held it in my hand when I opened and arranged my numerous papers; with that excess of care which often defeats its own purposes, I have laid it by, and now I cannot find it; it lurks somewhere, and at some time will come to light, but when I know not.

Pray send me a transcript, a correct and full transcript, from the close of that printed article. It contains a summary of your brother's exploits in different places, of different kinds, and at different periods. I must have the whole, and your little boy, under your inspection, can prepare it.

I find this morning, from some memorandums, that Sir John was Knight of the Bath; and for this I can employ a regular technical Latin term. The puzzle is about the Spanish general who erected the monument, and on this subject I have sent Lord Holland some minute questions. I have the honour to be, with great respect, your faithful well-wisher and obedient humble servant, S. PARR.

MY LORD,

Dr. Parr, to Lord Holland.

Hatton, Oct. 20, 1813. The cock has now crowed his matin song, and suddenly has disappeared the Spanish government, a sable crew of grandees, who, with unintelligible forms and unutterable names, have long been flitting before my disturbed imagination. I must lower the tone of my queries, and, as if I were addressing what Napoleon calls a nation of shopkeepers, I must ask by whose order in England the monument was put up, and by whose purse the expences are to be paid. At all events these points must be settled, and instead of troubling you, I must look to Lord Bathurst or to Mr. James Moore. This brother of Sir John is a noble fellow, and