constantly invaded your ears. Your charming daughter is now the wife of a gentleman of very noble family, this at least is no disparagement. Further, sir, be most solemnly assured that I have no views of pecuniary advantage-no design upon your fortune. I have the power while I live to maintain my Fanny, if not equal to her merits, at least equal to her wants, and should any accident befall me, I have the means and the intent to make a very handsome settlement upon her, secured beyond all question or accident.

When you candidly weigh what I have written, the truth of which I undertake to satisfy you, I am in full hope of your friendship and esteem. You very little know me when you conceive me capable of deception or biassed by interest. Whatever attempts to take advantages, or arts of chicanery you may find in others, you never can experience such from him who hopes for your permission to subscribe himself more than,

Your most obedient Servant,

JOHN MOLESWORTH.

The reconciliation appears to have taken place, for in a letter dated Beckenham, July 8, 1787, we find the following:

We should be extremely happy to see you and Miss Betsey to spend a day and we could contrive a bed for her if she could come and stay sometime with her sister.

Your dear daughter is in charming health and spirits. She probably might have commanded, and certainly deserved, a greater share of the gifts of fortune, but I have the vanity to affirm that she thinks this deficiency compensated by her portion of that kind of happiness which to a mind of tenderness and sensibility, is a luxury beyond the power of riches to bestow. Her goodness, her virtues, and sincerity must cherish affection in the bosom of any man who is not an absolute brute, and I can with truth assure you that every additional day's knowledge of her increases my admiration of her qualities. I repeat that it will give us great pleasure to see you and beg you will believe that I am, dear Sir, with respect and regard,

Your affectionate son and faithful servant,
J. MOLESWORTH.

The following extract, dated April 11, 1789, appears in the Calculator's' diary:

We drank tea at Havant, and arrived to supper at the Dolphin Inn, Chichester, where I had not been for eight years, not since the death of my much honoured Uncle, Coote Molesworth. I several times went out wistfully to view his hospitable mansion, where in the early part of life, I had spent many happy days.

There is also a letter from this uncle referring to the sad misfortune by a fire at his sister-in-law's, Lady Molesworth, who perished in the flames with her brother, two daughters, and four others of her family. Coote Molesworth, above-mentioned, and his wife were saved by throwing themselves out of a window.

BIRTH, SCHOOL, AND COLLEGE LIFE

THE offspring of this marriage was John Edward Nassau Molesworth, an only son. He was born on February 4, 1790. When little more than a year old, his father died, leaving his affairs in a somewhat confused condition. This son was educated at the Greenwich school of Doctor Crombie, an eminent Greek scholar, the author of Crombie's Gymnasium.' It was a school that had gained a favourable reputation in training many noted scholars of that day. After leaving school, he entered Trinity College, Oxford, and in 1811 he took his degree of B.A.

The following letter to his mother on coming of age gives some insight into his character:

TRIN. COL. February 3, 1811.

MY DEAR MOTHER,-You must not expect me to arrive in London to-morrow though I can much wish to be there that I might assist you to make our good friends merry and comfortable, and I was going to say that I might personally return thanks to yourself and to my excellent guardian, to whose care, and assiduity, we are so much indebted. But when I reflect upon my foolish shyness, and my small powers, I feel that I am better here, since my words would but faintly express, and raise but a poor image of my feelings. One would imagine when a friend has watched over, and advised me, with the care and solicitude of a father, when he has, amidst difficulties and troubles, by his generous exertions, protected my mother, that gratitude must move me to eloquence which really did not belong to my nature, yet spite of this, and although I flatter myself I am not ungrateful, I am certain that should it be attempted, not one expression could I utter but what would appear to me as dishonouring the feeling by which I was incited.

I shall be thinking of you all, and although I shall have no party, yet will in silence, and not without meaning drink all your healths, (not for form,) that every happiness, every blessing, may be showered on yourself and Mr. Philips.

My health I intend shall be given by old Charles,