LETTER LIV.
William to his Mother.
Last Friday we all of us went to pay a visit where there was a large party of young people, and some of them of the first rank. After we came home we conversed about them.
EDWARD.
What think you, Charles, of the various dresses you saw? Young Owen’s shabby coat appeared very conspicuous near Sir William Turner’s elegant fashionable suit.
CHARLES.
Young Owen is not rich, but I am sure that he in his plain dress commands more respect than Sir William, if we go into company to be amused and improved and not to see a block on which fine clothes are hung.
WILLIAM.
You make me laugh, Charles; so, those who take so much pains to adorn their persons are, in your opinion, mere blocks.
CHARLES.
I do not absolutely say so, but this I am certain of, that those who are as accomplished and entertaining as young Owen, ought to take place of him, whose rank, fortune, and appearance are his only claim to notice.