79. ALICE HEARTLY's account of Lady 80. Letter from To-MORROW, propofing a NERVA, on the common applaufe of 82. The power of corrupt fociety and false Shame over the natural feelings of virtue. Stery of Father Nicholas 89. Letter from Urbanus, in confequence of the late Paper on the effects of ru- ral objects on the mind, giving an ac- count of the rural fentiment which is cultivated at the country feat of a 90. Letter from BARBARA HEARTLESS, the unfortunate attendant of a wo- man of extreme fenfibility and feel- 91. On Mifanthropy, and its different spe- cies. Illuftration of that fubject, from the characters of Hamlet, Jaques, 92. MARTHA EDWARDS's complaint of a 93. The tender indulgence of melancholy, par- 95. Vifit from a young ́relation of Colonel Cauftic's.-Improvements of Edin- burgh for the ensuing winter, par- ticularly of the Theatre, as proposed in a letter from RICHARD BUSKIN 238 69. Amiable picture of a family in the coun- 97. Extraordinary account of ROBERT BURNS, the Ayrshire Ploughman : 98. Vifit of JOHN HOMESPUN at a great 99. Of Animal Magnetism, and its appli- cation to the diforders peculiarly in- cident to people of fashion; in a letter 100 Defence of literary ftudies and amuse- THE LOUNGER. N° 70. SATURDAY, June 3, 1786. To the AUTHOR of the Lounger. SIR, A FTER a refidence of many years in the fouthern part of this ifland, business concurring with the natural defire one has of revifiting one's native country, induced me to make a journey to Scotland in the beginning of laft autumn. As I travelled on horseback, with a fingle fervant attending me, I was tempted frequently to strike out of the common road, for the purpose of enjoying some of those romantic fcenes with which the northern counties of England abound. One evening about fun-fet, after traverfing a part of the country, of great beauty, but of a wild and uncultivated afpect, I entered fuddenly a narrow valley where every VOL. III. B thing thing wore the appearance of high cultivation; and in the judicious blending of ornament with utility, it was easy to perceive that industry had been guided by the hand of taste. While I rode at leifure down a steep and winding path, indulging that pleasing species of reverie to which a scene of this kind naturally gives rise, a small column of smoke ascending from a thick tuft of trees at the bottom, gave notice of a habitation; and on turning the corner of a hedged inclofure, a low manfion broke fuddenly upon my view, having in front about an acre of open ground, of which the greatest part was laid out as a kitchen-garden and fhrubbery. A level grafs-plot furrounded the houfe, which was separated from the garden by a white rail. The house itself was of one story, extending, in a lengthened front, with two small wings, at either end of which. a fruit-tree was trained around the window. A green garden-chair was placed on each fide of the door. While furveying with much pleasure this little elegant retreat, I paffed upon the road a ruddycoloured, middle-aged man, in a plain country-drefs, whofe face, it immediately occurred to me, I had fomewhere before feen. Uncertain, however, whether there might be any thing more than one of thofe accidental resemblances which we every day meet with (though I per |