watch. Of this, no
doubt, extinct race, Mr. Sampson was a specimen: and a great comfort it
is to think (to those who choose to believe the statement) that in Queen
Victoria's reign there are no flatterers left, such as existed in the
reign of her royal great-grandfather, no parasites pandering to the
follies of young men; in fact, that all the toads have been eaten off
the face of the island (except one or two that are found in stones,
where they have lain perdus these hundred years), and the toad-eaters
have perished for lack of nourishment.

With some sauces, as I read, the above-mentioned animals are said to
be exceedingly fragrant, wholesome, and savoury eating. Indeed, no man
could look more rosy and healthy, or flourish more cheerfully, than
friend Sampson upon the diet. He became our young friend's confidential
leader, and, from the following letter, which is preserved in the
Warrington correspondence, it will be seen that Mr. Harry not only
had dancing and fencing masters, but likewise a tutor, chaplain, and
secretary:--

TO MRS. ESMOND WARRINGTON OF CASTLEWOOD AT HER HOUSE AT RICHMOND,
VIRGINIA

Mrs. Bligh's Lodgings, Pantiles, Tunbridge Wells,

"August 25th, 1756.

"HONOURED MADAM--Your honoured letter of 20 June, per Mr. Trail of
Bristol, has been forwarded to me duly, and I have to thank your
goodness and kindness for the good advice which you are pleased to give
me, as also for the remembrances of dear home, which I shall love never
the worse for having been to the home of our ancestors in England.

"I writ you a letter by the last monthly packet, informing my honoured
mother of the little accident I had on the road hither, and of the
kind friends who I found and whom took me in. Since then I have been
profiting of the fine weather and the good company here, and have made
many friends among our nobility, whose acquaintance I am sure you will
not be sorry that I should make. Among their lordships I may mention the
famous Earl of Chesterfield, late Ambassador to Holland, and Viceroy of
the Kingdom of Ireland; the Earl of March and Ruglen, who will be Duke
of Queensberry at the death of his Grace; and her Grace the Duchess, a
celebrated beauty of the Queen's time, when she remembers my grandpapa
at Court. These and many more persons of the first fashion attend my
aunt's assemblies, which are the most crowded at this crowded place.
Also on my way hither I stayed at Westerham, at the house of an office