-house--and his
lordship called his sister, and said: "Molly, you are going to see Goody
Jenkins. You are a charitable soul, my dear. Give Gammer Jenkins this
half-crown for me--unless our cousin, Warrington, has already given her
money. A pleasant walk to you. Let her want for nothing." And at supper,
my lord asked Mr. Warrington many questions about the poor in Virginia,
and the means of maintaining them, to which the young gentleman gave the
best answers he might. His lordship wished that in the old country there
were no more poor people than in the new: and recommended Harry to
visit the poor and people of every degree, indeed, high and low--in the
country to look at the agriculture, in the city at the manufactures
and municipal institutions--to which edifying advice Harry acceded with
becoming modesty and few words, and Madame Bernstein nodded approval
over her piquet with the chaplain. Next day, Harry was in my lord's
justice-room: the next day he was out ever so long with my lord on
the farm--and coming home, what does my lord do, but look in on a
sick tenant? I think Lady Maria was out on that day, too; she had been
reading good books to that poor dear Goody Jenkins, though I don't
suppose Madame Bernstein ever thought of asking about her niece.

"CASTLEWOOD, HAMPSHIRE, ENGLAND, August 5, 1757.

"MY DEAR MOUNTAIN--At first, as I wrote, I did not like Castlewood, nor
my cousins there, very much. Now, I am used to their ways, and we begin
to understand each other much better. With my duty to my mother, tell
her, I hope, that considering her ladyship's great kindness to me, Madam
Esmond will be reconciled to her half-sister, the Baroness de Bernstein.
The Baroness, you know, was my Grandmamma's daughter by her first
husband, Lord Castlewood (only Grandpapa really was the real lord);
however, that was not his, that is, the other Lord Castlewood's fault,
you know, and he was very kind to Grandpapa, who always spoke most
kindly of him to us as you know.

"Madame the Baroness Bernstein first married a clergyman, Reverend
Mr. Tusher, who was so learned and good, and such a favourite of his
Majesty, as was my aunt too, that he was made a Bishop. When he died,
Our gracious King continued his friendship to my aunt; who married a
Hanoverian nobleman, who occupied a post at the Court--and, I believe,
left the Baroness very rich. My cousin, my Lord Castlewood, told me
so much about her, and I am sure I have found from her