in these few Days, of which I see no
likelihood, I shall be carried to Goal. This accounts for my not
having visited you these two Days; which you might assure yourself, I
should not have fail'd, if the _Potestas_ had not been wanting. If
you can by any means prevail on your Master to release me, I beseech
you so to do, not scrupling any thing for Righteousness sake. I hear
he is just arrived in this Country, I have herewith sent him a
Letter, of which I transmit you a Copy. So with Prayers for your
Success, I Subscribe myself
_Your affectionate Friend_,
ARTHUR WILLIAMS.
_Parson_ WILLIAMS _to_ SQUIRE BOOBY.
_Honoured Sir_,
I am justly surprized to feel so heavy a Weight of your Displeasure,
without being conscious of the least Demerit towards so good and
generous a Patron, as I have ever found you: For my own Part, I can
truly say,
_Nil conscire sibi nullae pallescere culpae._
And therefore, as this Proceeding is so contrary to your usual
Goodness, which I have often experienced, and more especially in the
Loan of this Money for which I am now arrested; I cannot avoid
thinking some malicious Persons have insinuated false Suggestions
against me; intending thereby, to eradicate those Seeds of Affection
which I have hardly travailed to sowe in your Heart, and which
promised to produce such excellent Fruit. If I have any ways offended
you, Sir, be graciously pleased to let me know it, and likewise to
point out to me, the Means whereby I may reinstate myself in your
Favour: For next to him, whom the Great themselves must bow down
before, I know none to whom I shall bend with more Lowliness than
your Honour. Permit me to subscribe myself,
_Honoured Sir_,
_Your most obedient, and most obliged_,
_And most dutiful humble Servant_,
ARTHUR WILLIAMS.
The Fate of poor Mr. _Williams_ shocked me more than my own: For, as
the _Beggar's Opera_ says, _Nothing moves one so much as a great Man
in Distress._ And to see a Man of his Learning forced to submit so
low, to one whom I have often heard him say, he despises, is, I
think, a most affecting Circumstance. I write all this to you, Dear
Mamma, at the Inn where I lie this first Night, and as I shall send
it immediately, by the Post, it will be in Town a little before
me.----Don't let my coming away vex you: For, as my Master will be in
Town in a few Days, I shall have an Opportunity of seeing him; and
let the worst come to the worst, I shall
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