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good butter and pork from coming to America, and prevent emigration. They boil their cabbage in fresh water, and throw the water out.

All the other departments are as ridiculous as the exective; and one of his majesty's cream-coloured Hanoverian horses has more servants than their Secretary of State. They have no lords nor beggars. We must try to have beggars. A little work upon that might put things in a strong light.

Their judges are without wigs, and their lawyers with out gowns. This might be called bald justice and stinted eloquence.

There is no energy in the execution of the law. One constable with a staff will march twenty prisoners. Your lordship knows a country where every man has a soldier to watch him with a musket.

The government here makes no sensation. It is round about you like the air, and you cannot even feel it. A good work might be written upon that to prevent emigration, by shewing that the arts of government are not known.

There are very few showmen or mountebanks, a proof of a dull plodding people, all being about their own affairs. This might be stated to prevent idlers from coming. But as there is little temptation for that class, it is not worth a book.

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They have no decayed nor potwollopping boroughs, which render their parliament a stiff machine. candidates are not chaired, and throw no sixpences among the mob. This might be used to prevent the emigration of the mob.

I dont like their little one gun ships of the line. If they

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are so wicked when they are little, what will they be when they grow big?

I believe Decatur to be a dangerous man; I had it from the ex-bashaw of Tripoli. And Preble, I fear, is as bad; though the bashaw did not tell me so. However, if we dont come near them, they can do us no harm. I hope your lordship will not count me over-zealous in my remarks, and that they may not be considered altogether unworthy of your lordship's wisdom. Your lordship having been first lord of the admiralty is the best judge of gunboats.

The inventions of this people are becoming every day more alarming. They sold their card-making machine to the English for twenty thousand pounds sterling! and now they say they can make one for fifty guineas. Might not some addresses be advisable from the Manchester fustian-weavers?

They have made a STEAM-BOAT to go against wind and tide, seven miles in the hour, an alarming circumstance to the coach-making trade. A work might be written against the emigration of coach-makers and entitled No Steam Boat.

The burning of Patterson Mills was very fortunate; but the Eastern and Southern manufacturers would require to be burned.

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It is time the country was taken out of their hands. They are committing daily waste upon the woods, and disfiguring the face of nature with villages, turnpikes and canals. They are about stopping up two miles and a half of sea, which they call the Narrows, though I endeavor to persuade them of the advantage of a free passage for his

majesty's ships of war up to this city, and put before their eyes the example of COPENHAGEN.

That Chesapeake business has burst the bubble, and shews that many of those we counted upon here, are Americans in their hearts, and will not do any serious mischief to their own country. Their wranglings, I fear, are like those of our own whig and tory, and will profit us nothing. But there is yet a means left. And if your lordship will send me a hundred thousand pounds by the Windsor Castle, I shall lose not an instant to set about it.

It will, I hope, be no objection to my project that it is a new one; the more so, as the old ones have not succeeded very well. I should glory, my lord, to be the author of a species of civil war and discord yet unattempted, and thereby recommend myself to the honorable consideration of his majesty's ministers.

There exists, my lord, in this nation, a latent spark, which requires only to be fanned. If this be done with address, we shall have a civil war lighted up in this country, which will not be casily extinguished; for the contest will be between the two sexes. If we once can get them into separate camps, and keep the war afoot for sixty years, there is an end of the American people.

The matter is briefly this: The men smoak tobacco. The ladies will not be smoaked. They say they do not marry nor come into the world to be smoaked with tobacco. The men say they did not marry nor come into the world to be scolded, and that they will be masters in their own houses. They are both in the right, they are both in the wrong. Neither is right, nor neither is wrong, according as the balance of power can be managed by a cunning hand. And under the cover of this smoak, much excellent

mischief may be done for the service of his majesty; and the war, which will be memorable in future history, may be called the cigar war. We have at once in our hands three principal ingredients of civil war; fire, smoak and hard words.

We might coalesce with our magnanimous allies, the Squaws, on the western frontiers, and a diversion on the Chesapeake would complete the whole. And I should not despair of marching a column of ladies, by the next summer, into Virginia, and laying the tobacco plantations waste with fire and tow.

One great advantage of my project, your lordship will please to observe, is this, that whether it succeed or fail, take it at the very worst, supposing it to end as it began, in smoak, it would have a result to the full as favorable as other projects which have cost old England fifty times the sum I ask for. The very smoaking of these ladies would be a great point gained; for they have arrived at an insolent pitch of beauty; and it will be in vain that we should deter the connoisseurs and virtuosi of our dominions from coming over here, by holding out that there are no statues nor pictures, if we suffer them to preserve such exquisite models of flesh and blood from which goddesses, nymphs and graces, may be imitated. A few refined souls will prefer cheeks of brass and eye-balls of stone, to the dimple of nature and sparkling glances of the laughter-loving eye. But the mass of mankind will be ever vulgar; for them canvas will be too flat and marble too hard, and flesh and blood will carry off the prize.

It is true, my lord, that the same arts are not yet so advanced in this country as in those farther gone in corruption and luxury. Yet it is mortifying to see the pro

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gress the young and fair ones are daily making in those delicate acquirements which give lustre to virtue and embellish good sense. Those arts which have now the charm

of novelty and the grace of infancy, cannot fail to improve in a soil where living beauty triumphs, where the great scenes of majestic nature invite, and where history points the eye of the poet, the painter and the sculptor, to the virtues of WASHINGTON and the plains of Saratoga and York-Town. But one who passes for having good sense, avowed to me some time ago, that he would rather see a well-clad and active population, than the finest antique groupes of naked fawns and satyrs, with a Lazeroni populace. And a thing that has raised great wonder in me is this, that some of these fair-haired Dryads of the woods have manners more polished than the shining beauties of your splendid court. Where they got it, or how they came by it I know not; but on the chaste stem of native purity they have engrafted the richest fruits of foreign cultivation. And as the ladies in all civilized nations will, covertly or openly, have the sway, I think these dangerous persons ought to be well watched; and I am not indisposed, my lord, to keep an eye upon them, provided I may be encouraged by your lordship's approbation. I shall not then regret the situation in which it has pleased the wisdom of his majesty's councils to have placed me, and I shall labor to the end of my life to make a suitable return.

In this view, I think it right to mention that the young ladies have imbibed French principles; some of them can express any sentiment, grave or gay, by a motion of the head, speak any language with their eyes, and tell an. affecting story with the points of their toes. Those cotillions, my lord, are dangerous innovations.

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