FREDERICK.
This may be true, yet these considerations would not change a desart, as Lady Grandison called her farm, into an agreeable abode.
WILLIAM.
No, but yet I might say to myself, in such a solitary place, I hope I am beloved by my Creator, because I have done my duty; then I should be much happier than in the most magnificent palace, upbraiding myself with having done wrong, and having made God angry by disobeying my parents.
FREDERICK.
I think, however, your friend would have past his time very heavily at the farm.
WILLIAM.
Those days would soon have been over, but the recollection of having done right, my mother says, is a lasting pleasure.
We then turned towards home; it was a very fine evening, and I wanted Frederick to observe the beautiful country, and wondered he could pass through such pleasing scenes with indifference. It is with you, I hope, to wander over these pleasant walks; in the mean time be happy, and think of your friend
WILLIAM.