The Pleasures of Friendship
PREFACE. IN submitting the following pages to the notice of the public, the Author experiences a delicacy of sentiment, that words must fall far short of expressing; being aware, that in so doing, she exposes herself to criticism, and probably to reprehension. She attempts not to pronounce her Work free from error; on the contrary, she feels persuaded that the first attempt of a young and inexperienced female, must be a source from whence the scrutinous reader may draw ample food for critical remark. Should, however, her feeble efforts be deemed worthy the public regard, she trusts it will be found, that whilst endeavouring to engage and entertain the youthful mind, she has not neglected to enforce the precepts of Religion and Morality. If by such an union she eventually succeeds in the attainment of so great an object, her exertions will be amply repaid in the happiness of knowing that her time has not been vainly or unprofitably employed. THE PLEASURES OF FRIENDSHIP. DURING the summer of 1800, I was prevailed on by the entreaties of my family, to commence a tour through Scotland and Wales. On approaching the town of Caermarthen, I was particularly struck with the picturesque situation of an elegant mansion. I expressed my admiration to Mrs. B. who had formerly resided in the neighbourhood; and who informed me that it was Llyndridge. “ What!” exclaimed all my little family in a breath, “ Llyndridge, the residence of your amiable friends Mrs. Wallace and Mrs. Mansfield?” “ The same, my loves; in that pretty cottage, situated at a short distance from the house, they resided many years.” “ I wish, dear mamma,” said Augusta, the eldest of Mrs.
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