Virginia Argus. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1796-1816, 1811-04-04

this respect, always initiate Lord Ba.
con. He has already evinced wha,
sort of popularity is to his taste,
Yet, you will find, upon reading some
of his last essays, that, although he
is incapable of sacrificing to maiigaity,
or of INDUCING curious extravaganza,
4 certain class of readers do both, as
well for him, as for themselves. The
good Doctor has found out by this
time, to his great anguish, it seems,
though, | believe, not to his great as
tonishment, that diseased. and par.
ticularly incurable, persons instructive
ly dread the Physician. Nay, some
go SO far as to hate him. II is not so
easy to do good to mankind-they
will scarcely allow it. Though am
but a woman, and, of course, better
calculated for nurse than for a SOL
der, l assure you, Launcelot, that 1
had rather fight the battles Of natl.
on, and bleed. and fall, and die in its
defence, than to handle, probe, and
dress its moral wounds. But Robert
Cecil possesses that noble, that sub.
lime courage. God bless, and re-
ward him for it
Two circumstances amuse me most
in this hustle produced by the appear
auce ofthe Old Bachelor. The first
is the general alarm which pervades
our little men and women. Phil Sc.
gar now rises before eleven drinks
fewer julaps swears and smokes less
frequently laughs no more at church,
whilst the Parson is announcing sub.
lime truths. He says that all this is
not for fear of Old Bob -. he never
wasyet afraid of any man :. -. but for
the sake OF the charming Resale,
with whom he has seriously fallen in
love. Poor fellow much is to be
done, suspect, before his affection
shall be requited. Rosalie Rosalie
what miracles mayest thou perform {
Others share in the alarm. Miss
Wasp fears for her favourite weapon
Miss Farfalla for her glittering, pref.
ty, variegated Accomplishments she
is afraid single breath of the old
monster will blow them off +; and.
then, there is Miss Languid, that
beautiful maLaae imaginGre, who, to
interest the Beaux, seems to live
reluctantly and with incredible ia
tigue; she is in agonies for her
vegetdtiue existence. A single look
of the formidable Cecil would AN.
initiate her. L shall say nothing
of Mrs. Nimbletongue, Mrs. Gard,
and, TO speak the truth, of myself.
Poh Poh says to us all Mr.. Can
did, this is mere afectation what have
you to apprehend from the Old Bach
elor Do you think that he would
disgrace his giant arm by the ha-
voc 1t might make among such puny
beings The other circumstance is
the busy, restless, ungovernable Gu
riosity of all classes ofreaders, about
the author. They ransaok every cor
ner twist and distort every circum-
stance, to accommodate it 20 their fan
cies.-O Jamblicius ! o Bourdaloue
0 We, brilliant Metaphors And thou.
too sweet Lady, the supposed proto.
type of enchanting Rosalie have
you, then, turned informers ?-They
speak likewise of criticism upon crlti-
cism ;ofpersonal wrongst to be aveng-
ed on the Edinburgh Reviewers-& OF
what they call, a SmeHof forensic OIL
To relate all their conjectures, or
rather, all their nonsense, would swell
this letter to an intolerable bulk.-Im-
itate my example, dear Launcelot ;
read the OldBachelor enjoy his no.
BILE, and soul.enrapturing illusions ;
mediate his regenerating plans and
respect his concealment.
Adieu--Kiss Charlotte for her
God-Mother, and believe me your
sIncerest friend,
SOPHIA ALLEAR.
/ have devoured the Old Bachelor
I admire him, | love him. What ar.