Mrs Smith complains much, and looks ill—nor could be prevailed upon to join a musical party at my house the week she came home—but her father graced it with his animated conversation, and charming songs. The company congratulated, with the most lively pleasure, his capacity to oblige us. Cold, indeed, must be the hearts in whom virtues like his have not created an interest in his life. The remains of the influenza had somewhat impaired the silver clearness of his voice;—but last Sunday, in the church, it was thought as fine as ever.