DR. BARTLETT.
Without light, would not all be black? But this is a subject you cannot understand, till you have read and considered things more maturely. See there, the sun begins to appear. What think you of that sight?
CHARLES.
Can it be, that most men spend this hour in sleep?
DR. BARTLETT.
Such men make themselves unworthy the favours of their Maker. The glorious sun, which is sent to make us joyful, to warm us, and to nourish us, well deserves that we should sometimes rise to bid it welcome.
CHARLES.
Pray let us often behold the rising of the sun. We sometimes spend money to see a fine scene; and this scene, which we can have for nothing, beyond measure surpasses what can be done by the art of man.
Dr. Bartlett then was moving homewards; but we requested him to prolong his walk, as the morning was fine, and we knew they would not wait breakfast for us. But this letter is already too long, and I must attend my drawing-master; you shall hear the rest soon.
WILLIAM.