pleasing impressions
to address you, so that I am afraid my epistle will not be the most entertaining. I assure you upon my
honour
, jesting apart, I have never been so
scurrilously
, and
violently
abused by any person, as by that woman, whom I think I am to call mother, by that being who gave me birth, to whom I ought to look up with veneration and respect, but whom I am sorry I cannot love or admire. Within one little hour, I have not only heard myself, but have heard my
whole family
, by the father's side,