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BELLAMY's APOLOGY. VOL.IV.
M'Bellamy M, Moore, alarmed by Puffians in their Bed-chamber
Printed for J. Bell British Library Strand London March 1! 1786.
GEORGE ANNE BELLAMY,
LATE OF COVENT-GARDEN THEÅTRE.
WRITTEN BY HERSELF.
To which is annexed,
advertised to be published in October 1767,
but which was then violently suppressed.
" The Web of our Life is of a mingled Yarn, Good and Ill
“ together; our Virtues would be proud, if our Faults whipt
All's Well tbat Ends Well, Act 4, Scene iiie
THE FOURTA EDITION,
IN FIVE VOLUMES.
July 25, 17mm My Y journey from Bristol-to Chester was very disagreeable, as it was across the country, and through bad roads. When I got to that city, I met my servants, together with all my paraphernalia, plate, and every thing but the money I expected for the overplus of my jewels. Mr. Calcraft wrote to me; but he took no notice of what alone could have made his letter agreeable. As the epistle is rather a curious one, I will copy it. Young gentlemen may learn from it how to write to their sweethearts.
- Chris Jesus God, why do you keep me in 66 this torment. If you will not write, tell me " so, and make me completely miserable. I “ have had a letter from my Lord, and have seen * that to your inaid ; by which I find you are * unalterable in your resolution. I hate HollVOL. IV.
“ wood, and every place which reminds me how “ happy I have been in your company. Caroline " has alınost broke my heart with shewing me “ the sweet letter which accompanied your fair“ ing. Every body is made happy but me; but 5 vexation and the gout will soon relieve you “ from the man you hate. I have ordered the plate, your new sedan, and books, to be sent
you. “ I have sent you the parchnyent I have found, “ which I suppose is the counterpart of your an“ nuity; but, depend upon it, I shall not think it “ fufficient for your support. For God's fake ! “ write to me; and be assured, whilst I have breath, I am affectionately yours.
JOHN CALCRAFT.” The parchment mentioned in the above letter was that given me by Mr. Davy, the person who had lent me the five hundred pounds. It was a writing to show that I had only sold the annuity conditionally. Mr. Calcraft's barefaced meanness, in pretending to be ignorant of what he had before upbraided me with, increased if possible my disgust and contempt.
Unfortunately for me, I kept these feelings, with the injuries which occasioned them, a secret from every body but Lady Tyrawley; whilst
my former friend, the person who had succeeded me