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    The hun species, a to the best theory I  forof is posed of two distinct races, the n who borrow, and the n who lend. To these twinal diersities y be reduced all those ierti cssifications of Gothid Ceic tribes, white n, b, red n. All the dwellers upoh, quot;Parthians, and Medes, aes,quot; flock hither, and do naturally fall in with one or other of these priry distins. The infinite superiority of the forr, which I choose to designate as the great race, is disible in their figure, port, and a certain instiy. The tter are born degraded. quot;He shall sere his brethren.quot; There is sothing in the air of one of this cast, lean and suspicious; trasting with the open, trusting, generous nners of the other.

    Obsere who hae been the greatest borrowers of all ages -- Alcibiades, Falstaff, Sir Richard Steele -- our te inparable Brinsley what a faly likeness in all four! What a careless, eent hath your borrower! what rosy gills! what a beautiful relian Proideh he , -- taking hought than lilies! t for ney, -- ating it (yours and ne especially) er than dross What a liberal founding of those pedantic distins of uand tuu or rather, what a noble silification of nguage (beyond Tooke), resoling these supposed opposites into one clear, intelligible pronoun adjectie! What near approaches doth he ke to the pritie unity, to the etent of one half of the principle at least! --

    He is the true taer who quot;calleth all the world up to be taed;quot; and the distance is as ast between hiand one of us, as subsisted betwit the Augustan Majesty and the poorest obory Jeaid it tribute-pitta Jerusale -- His eas, too, hae such a cheerful, oluntary air! So far reed froyour sour parochial or state-gatherers, -- those ink-horn arlets, who carry their want of wele in their faces! He eth to you with a sle, and troubleth you with no receipt; fining hielf to  season. Eery day is his dles, or his Feast of Holy Michael. He applieth the leorntuof a pleasant look to your purse,which to that gentle warh epands her silken leaes, as naturally as the cloak of the traeller, for which sun and wind tended! He is the true Propontic whieer ebbeth! The sea which taketh handsoly at eas hand. In ain the i;q;/qcti whohe delighteth to honour, struggles with destiny; he is i. Lend therefore cheerfully, O n ordaio lend -- that thou lose not in the end, with thy worldly penny, the reersion prosed. bi preposterously in thine own person the penaies of Lazarus and of Dies! -- but, when thou seest the proper authority i slingly, as it were half-way. e, a handso sacrifice! See how light he kes of it! Strain nourtesies with a noble ene.

    Refles like the foing were forced upon  nd by the death of  old friend, Ralph Bigod, Esq., who departed this life on Wednesday eening; dying, as he had lied, without ch trouble. He boasted hielf a desdant froghty aors of that na, who heretofore held ducal dignities in this real In his as aints he belied not the stock to which he pretended. Early in life he found hielf ied with ale reenues; which, with that noble disiedness which I hae noticed as i in n of the great race, he took alst iediate asures eo dissipate and bring to nothing: for there is sothiing in the idea of a king holding a priate purse; and the thoughts of Bigod were all regal. Thus furnished, by the ery act of disfurnishnt; getting rid of the cuerso luggage of riches, re apt (as one sings)

    To s irtue, and abate her edge,

    Than pro. her to do aught y rit praise,

    he set forth, like so Aleander, upon his great enterprise, quot;borrowing and to borro;quot;

    In his periegesis, or triuhant progress throughout this isnd, it has been calcuted that he id a tythe part of the inhabitants uribution. I reject this estite as greatly eaggerated: -- but haing had the honour of apanying  friend, diers tis, in his perautions about this ast city, I own I was greatly struck at first with the prodigious nuer of faces we t, who cid a sort of respectful acquaintah us. He was one day so obliging as to epin the phenonon.

    It see, these were his tributaries; feeders of his echequer; gentlen, his good friends (as he was leased to epress hielf), to whohe had oasionally been beholden for a loan. Their itudes did no way discert hi He rather took a pride in nuering the and, with us, seed pleased to be quot;stocked with so fair a herd.quot;

    With such sources, it was a wonder how he tried to keep his treasury always ety. He did it by force of an aphoris which he had often in his uth, that quot;ney kept lohan three days stinks.quot; So he de use of it while it was fresh. A good part he drank away (for he was an ecellent toss-pot), so he gae away, the rest he threw away, literally tossing and hurling it iolently frohi-- as boys do burrs, or as if it had been iious, -- into ponds, or ditches, or deep holes, -- inscrutable caities of the earth ; -- or he would bury it (where he would neer seek it again) by a riers side under so hank, which (he would facetiously obsere) paid no i -- but out away frohiit st go peretorily, as Hagars offspring into the wilderness, while it was sweet. He neer ssed it. The strea were perennial which fed his fisc. When new supplies beecessary, the first person that had the felicity to fall in with hi friend or stranger, was sure to tribute to the deficy. Fod had an undeniable way with hi He had a cheerful, opeerior, a quick, joial eye, a bald forehead, just touched with grey (a fides). He anticipated no ecuse, and found none. And, waiing for a while  theory as to the great race, I would put it to the st untheorising reader, who y at tis hae disposable  in his pocket, whether it is not ant to the kindliness of his nature to refuse such;big;/big a one as I adescribing, than to say no to a poor petitionary rogue (your bastard borrower), who, by his ing isno, tells you, that he epeothier; and, therefore, whose preceied notions aations you do iy so ch less sho the refusal.

    When I think of this n; his fiery glow of heart: his swell of feeling: how gnifit, how ideal he was; how great at the dnight hour; and when I pare with hithe panions with whoI hae associated since, I grudge the saing of a few idle ducats, and think that I afallen into the soci;q..;/qety of lenders, and little n.

    To one like Elia, whose treasures are rather cased iheers than closed in iroffers, there is a css of alienators re fordable than that which I hae touched upon: I an our borrowers of books--those titors olles, spoilers of the syetry of sheles, and creators of odd olus. There is berbatch, tchless in his depredations! That foul gap itoshelf fag you, like a great eyetooth knocked out -- (you are now with  in  little back study in Bloobury, reader!)--with the huge Switzer-like tos on each side (like the Guildhall giants, in their reford puardant of nothing) once held the tallest of  folios, Opera Bourae, assy diinity, to which its two supporters (school diinity also, but of a lesser calibre,-- Belrne, and Holy Thos), showed but as dwarfs, -- itself an Ascapart! -- that berbatch abstracted upon the faith of a theory he holds, which is re easy, I fess, for  to suffer by than to refute, naly, that quot;the title to property in a book ( Boure, for instance), is i ratio to the ts powers of uanding and appreciating the sa.quot; Should he go on ag upon this theory, which of our sheles is safe?

    The slight a the left-hand case -- two sheles frothe ceiling -- scarcely distinguishable but by the quick eye of a loser -- was whilothe odious resting-pce of Brown on Urn Burial. C. will hardly allege that he knows re about that treatise than I do, who introduced it to hi and was ihe first (of the derns) to der its beauties -- but so hae I known a foolish loer to praise his stress in the presence of a rial re qualified to carry her off than hielf -- Just below, Dodsleys dras want their fourth olu, where Vittoria bona is! The reinder nine are as distasteful as Pria refuse sons, whees borrowed Hector. Here stood the Anato of Mencholy, in sober state.There loitered the plete Angler; quiet as in life, by so streaside. -- In yo;u藏书网;/ur nook, John Buncle, a widower-olu, with quot;eyes closed,quot; urns his raished te.

    One justice I st do  friend, that if he sotis, like the sea, sweeps away a treasure, at ai, sea-like, he throws up as ri equialent to tch it. I hae a sll undelle of this nature ( friends gatherings in his arious calls), picked up, he has fotten at what odd pces, and deposited with as little ry as ne. I take in these orphans, the twice-deserted. These proselytes of the gate are wele as the true Hebrews. There they stand in jun; naties, and naturalised. The tter seeas little disposed to inquire out their true lineage as I a -- I charge no warehouse-roofor these deodands, nor shall eer put self to the ulenly trouble of adertising a sale of theto pay epenses.

    To lose a olu to C. carries so sense and aning in it. You are sure that he will ke oy al on your iands, if he  gie no at of the ptter after it. But what ed thee, wayward, spiteful K., to be so iortuo carry off with thee, in spite of tears and adjurations to thee to forbear, the Letters of that princely won, the thrioble Margaret Newcastle? -- knowing at the ti, and knowing that I knew also, thou st assuredly wouldst urn oer one leaf of the illustrious folio -- what but the re spirit of tradi, and childish loe of getting the better of thy friend? -- Then, worst cut of all! to transport it with thee to the Galli nd --

    Unworthy nd to harbour such a sweetness,

    A irtue in which all ennobling thoughts dwe,

    Pure thoughts, kind thoughts, high thoughts, her ses wonder!--

    hadst thou not thy py-books, and books of jests and fancies, about thee, to keep thee rry, een as thou keepest all panies with thy quips and rthful tales? -- Child of the Green-roo it was unkindly done of thee. Thy wife, too, that part-French, better-part Englishwon! -- that shuld fi upon no other treatise to hear away, in kindly token of reering us, than the works of Fulke Greille, Lord Brook -- of whio Fren, nor won of Fraaly, nd, was eer by nature stituted to prehend a tittle! Was there not Ziern on Solitude?

    Reader, if haply thou art blessed with a deratlle, be shy of showing it; or if thy heart oerfloweth to lend the lend thy books; but let it be to such a one as S. T. C. -- he will return the(generally anticipating the ti appointed) with usury: enriched with annotations, tripling their alue. I hae had eperience. Many are these preSS. of his -- (in tter oftentis, and alst in quantity not unfrequently, ying with the inals) -- in no ery clerkly hand -- legible in  Daniel: in old Burton; in Sir Thos Browne; and those abstrusegitations of the Greille, now, as! wandering in Pagan nds. ---- I sel thee, shut not thy heart, nor thy library, against S. T. C.

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