writings may be discovered; for they grow large: I stitch them hitherto in my under-coat, next my linen. But if this brute should search me.-I must try to please her, and then she won't.

Well, I am just come off from a walk in the garden, and have deposited my letter by a simple wile. I got some horsebeans; and we took a turn in the garden, to angle, as Mrs. Jewkes had promised me. She baited the hook, and I held it, and soon hooked a lovely carp. Play it, play it, said she: I did, and brought it to the bank. A sad thought just then came into my head; and I took it, and threw it in again; and oh the pleasure it seemed to have, to flounce in, when at liberty!-Why this? says she. O Mrs. Jewkes! said I, I was thinking this poor carp was the unhappy Pamela. I was likening you and myself to my naughty master. As we hooked and deceived the poor carp, so was I betrayed by false baits; and when you said, Play it, play it, it went to my heart, to think I should sport with the destruction of the poor fish I had betrayed; and I could not but fling it in again and did you not see the joy with which the happy carp flounced from us? Oh! said I, may some good merciful body procure me my liberty in the same manner; for to be sure, I think my danger equal!

Lord bless thee! said she, what a thought is there!Well, I can angle no more, added I. I'll try my fortune, said she, and took the rod. Do, answered I; and I will plant life, if I can, while you are destroying it. I have some horsebeans here, and will go and stick them in one of the borders, to see how long they will be coming up; and I will call them my garden.

So you see, dear father and mother (I hope now you will soon see; for, may be, if I can't get away so soon myself, I may send my papers somehow; I say you will see), that this furnishes me with a good excuse to look after my garden another time; and if the mould should look a little freshish, it won't be so much suspected. She mistrusted nothing of this; and I went and stuck in here and there my beans, for

about the length of five ells, of each side of the sunflower; and easily deposited my letter. And not a little proud am I of this contrivance. Sure something will do at last!

Friday, Saturday.

I HAVE just now told you a trick of mine; now I'll tell you a trick of this wicked woman's. She comes up to me: Says she, I have a bill I cannot change till to-morrow; and a tradesman wants his money most sadly: and I don't love to turn poor trades-folks away without their money: Have you any about you? I have a little, replied I: how much will do? Oh! said she, I want eight pounds. Alack! said I, I have but between five and six. Lend me that, said she, till to-morrow. I did so; and she went down stairs: and when she came up, she laughed, and said, Well, I have paid the tradesman. Said I, I hope you'll give it me again to-morrow. At that, the assurance, laughing loud, said, Why, what occasion have you for money? To tell you the truth, lambkin, I didn't want it. I only feared you might make a bad use of it; and now I can trust Nan with you a little oftener, especially as I have got the key of your portmanteau; so that you can neither corrupt her with money, nor fine things. Never did anybody look more silly than I.-Oh how I fretted, to be so foolishly outwitted!—And the more, as I had hinted to Mr. Williams, that I would put some in his hands to defray the charges of my sending to you. I cried for vexation.-And now I have not five shillings left to support me, if I can get away.-Was ever such a fool as I! I must be priding myself in my contrivances, indeed! said I. Was this your instructions, wolfkin? (for she called me lambkin). Jezebel, you mean, child! said she.-Well, I now forgive you heartily; let's buss and be friends.-Out upon you! said I; I cannot bear you!-But I durst not call her names again; for I dread her huge paw most sadly. The more I think of this thing, the more do I regret it, and blame myself.

She

This night the man from the post-house brought a letter for Mrs. Jewkes, in which was one enclosed to me: brought it me up. Said she, Well, my good master don't forget us. He has sent you a letter; and see what he writes to me. So she read, That he hoped her fair charge was well, happy, and contented. Ay, to be sure, said I, I can't choose! -That he did not doubt her care and kindness to me; that I was very dear to him, and she could not use me too well; and the like. There's a master for you! said she: sure you will love and pray for him. I desired her to read the rest. No, no, said she, but I won't. Said I, Are there any orders for taking my shoes away, and for beating me? No, said she, nor about Jezebel neither. Well, returned I, I cry truce; for I have no mind to be beat again. I thought, said she, we had forgiven one another.

My letter is as follows:

'MY DEAR PAMELA,-I begin to repent already, that I 'have bound myself, by promise, not to see you till you 'give me leave; for I think the time very tedious. Can you 'place so much confidence in me, as to invite me down? 'Assure yourself, that your generosity shall not be thrown " away upon me. I the rather would press this, as I am uneasy for your uneasiness; for Mrs. Jewkes acquaints me, 'that you take your restraint very heavily; and neither eat, drink, nor rest well; and I have too great an interest in 'your health, not to wish to shorten the time of this trial; 'which will be the consequence of my coming down to you. 'John, too, has intimated to me your concern, with a grief 'that hardly gave him leave for utterance; a grief that 'a little alarmed my tenderness for you. Not that I fear 'anything, but that your disregard to me, which yet my 'proud heart will hardly permit me to own, may throw you upon some rashness, that might encourage a daring hope: 'But how poorly do I descend, to be anxious about such 'a menial as he!-I will only say one thing, that if you