APPENDIX.
The motive which has induced me to present these letters to the public is to corroborate the principal events in the foregoing narrative, such as my engagement at Covent Garden theatre; the friendship the writer professed for me, and the pains taken to blind me by writing to Mr. G. in such a style of friendly regard for us both as might silence all suspicions as to the true nature of their attachment.LETTER I
Holyhead, Sunday, 12 o'clock. For some hours we had scarce a breath of wind, and the vessel seemed to leave your coast as unwillingly as your poor friend. About six o'clock this morning, the snowy tops of the mountains appeared, they chilled my heart, for I felt that they were emblematic of the cold and dreary prospect before me. Mr.— has been very obliging, he has just left us, but it is probable we may meet again upon the road. I thought you would be glad to know we were safely landed. I will hope, my beloved friends, for a renewal of the days we have known, and in the mean time endeavour to amuse and cheat my melancholy, with the recollection of past joys, though they be "sweet and mournful to the soul."