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gentleman in this country from a friend at Rome, in a letter dated the seventh of November, two days only after her decease. Having been obligingly favoured with a copy of the letter, and permission to publish it, we here give it in its original form. The interest of the subject will amply atone for the foreign idioms which occur in it.

"What for some time I foresaw, after about twenty days confinement in bed, with the greatest tranquillity of spirit, always present to herself, having twice received the blessed sacrament, and two days before extreme unction, perfectly resigned, courageously met the death of the righteous, Thursday last 5th inst at half-past two in the afternoon, the great woman, the always illustrions, holy and most pious Mrs. Angelica Kauffman.

I shudder in acquainting you with such unfortunate news, knowing the grief that it will cause to you and Mrs., I shall now relate the particulars of her illness and funeral: during her severe illness all her numerous friends did what they could to restore her, and every one was grieved in apprehension of losing her. You may easily believe more than I can express how much their grief increased at her death: Ionly therefore, shall mention that they vied with each other in endeavouring to perform their last duties in the most decorous obsequies, celebrated this morning in the church of St. Andrew delle Fratte, conducted by Canova and other virtuosi friends: the church was decorated as is customary for nobles; at 10 o'clock in the morning the corpse was accompanied to the church by two very numerous Brotherhoods, 50 Capuchins and 50 Priests, the Bier was carried by some of the Brotherhood, but the four corners of the Pall by four young ladies properly dressed for the occasion, the four tassels were held by the four first gentlemen of the academy these were followed by the rest of the Academicians and virtuosi, who carried in triumph two of her Pictures, and every one with large wax tapers lighted."


Died, on the 10th instant, at his apartments, in Mary-street, Fitzroy-square, Captain Thomas Morris, aged 74; a man of highly cultivated mind. He was born in the environs of London, where his father passed the evening of a well spent life on an income sufficient, through economy, to enable him to educate his children in those arts that elevate and embellish human nature. The subject of this sketch having evinced an early passion for reading, his father determined that a disposition so congenial to his own should be gratified in the first instance, without any particular view to the future prospects of his son in life. For this purpose Thomas was placed under the instruction of a gentleman, whose taste and classical learning were known to those who were able to appreciate them. Our pupil, under his guidance, made rapid advances in the study of the writers of Greece and Rome, and in the course of a few years, he could not only translate, but comment on the beauties of their poets, historians, &c. Having now realized, and even exceeded the hopes which were entertained of his talents, his father began to think of some line in which they would supply the want of fortune in some useful and at the same time bonourable pursuit. Young Mr. Morris had a maternal uncle, a man of high military rank, who was very partial to his nephew, and who conceiving that the army was best suited to the native gaiety of his disposition, procured him an ensigncy. Having been sent on the recruiting service to Bridgewater, Somersetshire, he married a Miss Chubb, a native of that town, a beautiful and accomplished woman, who brought him a fine family of boys and girls, who lost a most affectionate mother whilst the eldest of them was yet young. Having been promoted to the rank of a captain, he was ordered with his regiment to America. At that time Great Britain and her colonies were united in such close bands of mutual interest and friendship that they were considered as indissoluble. The captain was engaged in several conflicts with the French and Indians, in each of which he displayed the greatest courage and resources of mind, when bravery and number could no longer avail. On many of those occasions he fought by the side of General Montgomery who fell in the cause of America. Captain Morris at one time was taken by the Indians, and condemned to the stake; at the instant the women and children were


preparing to inflict those tortures, the very description of which harrow up the soul, he was recognized by an old Sachem, whose life he had formerly saved, and who in grateful return pleaded so powerfully in his behalf, that he was unbound and permitted to return to his friends, who had given him up for lost. The captain a few years since published a very affecting narrative of his captivity and sufferings on this occasion. Notwithstanding all the hardships he had undergone in that trying interval, he was so attached to those savages and their mode of life, that he used often to declare that they were the only race of human kind worthy of the name of MEN. On his return from America to England, he quitted the army and gave himself up to those studies which had won his earliest affections, and the conversation of a few enlightened friends. In this list the Rev. Mr. David Williams, the founder and zealous advocate of that laudable institution the Literary Fund, was not the last in his estimation. It may be supposed that a mind so eminently qualified to enjoy the charms of philosophic converse, would be fully gratified, yet in the midst of this "feast of reason," this "flow of soul," he has been known to steal a sigh for the rude but grand imagery of nature in America, and to have listened in thought to the dashing cataracts of Columbia, and the wild murmurs of the rivers that roll through mountains, woods, and desarts. Having met with some disappointment which his philosophy (of which he had no small stock) was not sufficient to support; he sought for a spot in the neighbourhood of London, where he might pass the rest of his days in retirement, he found out at length, in a nursery garden, belonging to a Mr. Bowel, in Paddington, a small cottage, in which he sat down to compare Mr. Pope's translation of Homer with the original, in which he was assisted by Mr. George Dyer, a gentleman well qualified for so pleasing a task. In this pursuit he passed some years, which he declared to a dear friend were the happiest of his life. It is to be hoped that his leisure moments were not employed in vain, and that the public will yet reap the fruit which he planted with so much care at the expence of his pillow and his health.

During his residence in America he collected a number of curious and interesting materials for the natural and civil history of that country, and passed through dangers, in search of many of them, which would have appalled a man of less courage and daring enterprize, but with him even life itself was not to be put in competition with the attainment of any object that might contribute to the happiness of human kind, or to enlarge the boundaries of knowledge: yet with all those excellencies of head and heart he had his failings, he would sometimes suspect the friendship of those who had given him the strongest proofs of it, and would in the latter part of his life make few, if any allowances for the indiscretions of youth, or some hasty expressions which might fall from those he esteemed in a gust of passion or sudden


With all his partiality for the dead languages, he was not blind to the richness, vigour, and flexibility of his own, which he cultivated with uncommon assiduity, and perhaps no man understood it better. He had read all the English poets with attention, and could, if occasion required, repeat passages out of them that acquired additional beauty from his enunciation and emphasis, in which he was allowed to excel.

He translated Juvenal into English, and enriched it with many notes, but could never be prevailed upon to put it to press.

He published some years ago, a little poem, entitled Quashy, or the Coalblack Maid, founded on a West India story, and full of the pathetic. Though œconomic, he always lived in the style of a gentleman, and has left a handsome sum, which of course devolves to his children.



Marriages. At St. George's, Hanover-square, the Rev. T. G. Clare, Fellow of St. John's College, Oxford, to Miss Harriet Daniell, daughter of the Rev. A. Daniell,

A. Daniell, of Lifford, in Ireland.-Joshua Sydney Horton, Esq. Captain of his Majesty's Ship Princess of Orange, to Mrs. Whorwood, relict of the late Henry Mayne H. Esq. of Headington House, Oxford.-Charles Mackinnon, Esq. of Upper Grosvenor-street, to Miss Sophia Burn, of George-street, Hanover square-William Ottley, Esq. to Miss Mary Everett, youngest daughter of Thomas Everett, Esq. of Bedford-square.-At St. George's Bloomsbury, Francis Adams, Esq. of Clifton, near Bristol, to Miss Mary Shute Manley, fifth daughter of John Manley, Esq. of Bloomsbury-square.—Taylor Combe, Esq. of the British Museum, to Miss Elizabeth Gray, youngest daughter of the late Edward Whitaker Gray, M. D.-At St. George the Martyr, Queen-square, Capt. James Nicholson, R. N. to Miss Agnes Bennett, eldest daughter of Alexander Bennett, Esq. of Queen's-square.-At Mary-le-Bone, George Shee, Esq. eldest son of Sir George Shee, Bart. to Miss Jane Young, eldest daughter of William Young, Esq. of Harley-street.-James Grant, Esq. to Miss Helen Philadelphia Nixon, daughter of the late Major-General Sir Eccles Nixon.-By special licence at the house of Henry Hoare, Esq. in Yorkplace, the Right Hon. Lord Keith, K. B. to Miss Thrale, eldest daughter of the late Henry Thrale, Esq.--At St. Martin-in-the-Fields, John Hadley, Esq. of Craven-street, to Mrs. Richardson, widow of the late Capt. William Richardson, of the Royal Navy.-At St. James's Clerkenwell, R. Smart, Esq. of Lamb's Conduit-street, one of his Majesty's Justices of the Peace for the County of Middlesex, to Mrs. S. Coleman, widow of the late Lieut. Coleman, of the Royal Navy.-At St. Pancras Church, Richard Burman, Esq. of Southam, Warwickshire, to Miss Anna Shuttleworth, second daughter of John Shuttleworth, Esq. of Guildford-street,-At Chiswick, the Rev. John Morris of Ealing-green, to Miss E. F. Brande.-At Fulham, Matthew March, Esq. of Brockhurst-lodge, near Gosport, to Miss Atkinson of Hammersmith.—At Hackney, Thomas Herring, Esq. of Norwich, to Miss Roger, daughter of Nathaniel Rogers, Esq. of Durham-place.-At Islington, William Garfitt, jun. Esq. of Boston, in Lincolnshire, to Miss Harriett Draper, third daughter of the Rev. William Draper. -At St. Mary Magdalen, Bermondsey, James Osborne, Esq. of Birmingham, to Miss Wright, daughter of the late Stephen Wright, Esq. of the former place.-On the 16th William Frend, Esq. Fellow of Jesus College, Cambridge, and actuary of the Rock Life Assurance Company, to Miss Blackburne, daughter of the Rev. Francis Blackburne, and the grand daughter of the late venerable and learned Archdeacon Blackburn.

Deaths. In Upper Grosvenor-street, aged 79, the Countess Dowager of Mount Edgcumbe.--In Portugal-street, Grosvenor-square, Mrs. Howard, relict of Henry Howard, Esq. of Glossop in Derbyshire.-In Edward-street, Portmansquare, Miss Harriet Frankland, the only unmarried daughter of the late Admiral Sir Thomas Frankland, Bart.-In Wimpole-street, aged 77, Richard De Vint, Esq. upwards of forty years one of the Searchers in his Majesty's Customs. In Lower Brook-street, at an advanced age, Gen. Leland, Colonel of the 64th regiment of foot, and M. P. for the Borough of Stamford. In the course of his life he had encountered much rough and hazardous service for the advancement of his country's interest and honour: he was a Captain of Grenadiers under the immortal Wolfe in the siege of Quebec, and in other parts of the world had bled for the glory of his native land.-At Warne's Hotel, in Conduit-street, of a typhus fever, Lord Trafalgar. He was a youth of much promise, and the only son of Earl Nelson. By his death, it is probable that the title, so gloriously acquired by the immortal Nelson, will go into the female line. The two sisters, Mrs. Bolton and Mrs. Matcham, have each a numerous family, and failing issue male of the present Lord, the next in remainder is Thomas Bolton, a minor.-In Burlington-street, the Hon. Sophia Ann Walpole, fifth daughter of the Right Hon. Lord Walpole.-In St. Margaret's-street, Mrs. Abbot, relict of William Abbot, Esq. late of St. Stephen's, near Canterbury.-In Upper Guildford-street, aged 84, Mrs. Lodington.-In Maddox-street, Mr. and Mrs. Corner. The circumstances attending their deaths were truly distressing. It appeared that Mrs. Corner, whose husband had been for some time confined to his bed by illness, had sent her servant for


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some porter, and being herself but feeble, she took the candle to lock the door. She, by some means, set fire to a shawl she had on, and in giving an alarm her husband left his bed to her assistance, but the poor woman was burnt dreadfully, and after surviving a week, she died of the consequences. Her husband took cold in going to her assistance, which, together with the alarm, deprived him of life in two days after the accident.-At his apartments in Oxford-street, Alcott, Esq.-At the White Horse Inn, Fetter-Lane, Lieut. William Miller, of the West Norfolk Militia. On his way from Canterbury to visit his family at Downham, he suddenly became blind, and after an illness of four days he expired at the above Inn.-In Christ's Hospital, the Rev. Thomas Marler, late Chaplain to the British Factory at Oporto.-In Walbrook, aged 84, Daniel Beaureaux, Esq.-John Mark Le Comte, Esq. of Devonshire-square, Chief of the South Stock and New Annuity Offices.-In Lime-street, Henry Callender, Esq. a gentleman whose strength of frame, vivacity of spirits, and general regularity of habits, promised fair to continue his amiable and useful life to a late period. In disposition he was tenderly affectionate and generously benevolent, his temper was firm, manly, and conciliatory; his talents as a merchant and a man of business were great, his assiduity was incessant, and his punctuality truly exemplary, and therefore his public no less than his private character was deservedly high. He died as he had ever lived, beloved, respected, and admired. -In Coleman-street-buildings, the Rev. John Newton, Rector of the united parishes of St. Mary Woolnoth and St. Mary Mountchurch Haw. This venerable man was born in London in 1725. His father being commander of a vessel in the Mediterranean trade, and consequently little at home, the care of his early years devolved entirely on his mother, who began his education so early and with so great success, that at three years of age he was capable of reading English fluently, and at the same time she instilled into him those prin ciples of religion which, during a period of his life that seems by his own account to have been sufficiently profligate, were never totally forgotten. This worthy woman died in 1732, and on his father's marrying again in the following year, young Newton was sent to a school in Essex, where however he continued but a short time, for in 1736, when he was only eleven years old his father took him to sea. Betwixt that time and 1742 he made several voyages to the Mediterranean and might have remained at Alicant under very advantageous circumstances, but this his unsettled turn of mind caused him to decline. In 1742 he had an offer of going to Jamaica under the protection of an old friend of his father's and with the fairest prospects of success; but going to visit some relations in Kent previous to his departure, he there contracted an attachment to the lady whom he afterwards married, which caused him to linger so long in the country that the ship in which he was to have gone to the West-Indies sailed without him. In 1743, Mr. Newton made a voyage to Venice, soon after his return from which, he fell into the hands of a pressgang and was sent on board the Harwich man of war, where, through his father's interest, he was shortly after rated a Midshipman, but in the following year, on the vessel's being ordered for the East-Indies, his unconquerable dislike to the voyage made him attempt to run away from his ship, in which he was detected, and in consequence was flogged and turned before the mast. When the Harwich arrived at Madeira, some sailors belonging to a Guinea-man which was there, having entered on board her, Mr. Newton obtained permission to go on board the vessel they had quitted, which happened to be commanded by an acquaintance of his father's. In this vessel he went to the coast of Guinea, but when she had completed her cargo and was on the point of sailing for Europe, he left her and entered into the service of a settler in the island of Bonanoes. Mr. Newton had been so imprudent as to make no written agreement with his new master who was a dealer in slaves. The consequences may easily be anticipated. During an illness with which he was seized soon after his going on shore he was treated with great inhumanity, and the whole of the fifteen months he continued with this nian, was one continued series of hardship. During this period, when almost destitute of both food and clothing, it may appear strange that he could turn his mind to the study of Ge


ometry, which was the case. Barrow's Euclid was the only volume in his possession, and this when he could find time he used to study, drawing the diagrams with a stick on the sand, and in this manner he made himself master of the first six books of Euclid. Having quitted the service of his first master for that of a second, who treated him with more consideration, he was sent to a factory on the river Kittam, where shortly after a vessel called, the captain of which had directions to render him every service in his power. Mr. N. went on board this ship which was collecting gold-dust, ivory, &c. and when her cargo was completed sailed in her for England. During the voyage homeward, the vessel suffered so much from hard weather that it was with great difficulty they could reach Ireland, after having been on short allowance for cight weeks, and when they cast anchor in Lough Swilly, the last of their provisions were boiling in the pot. On his arrival in England in 1748, he found that his father had sailed for Hudson's Bay, having been appointed to the government of York Fort, where he shortly after died.

During this variety of fortune, the religious principles which he had imbibed from his mother's instructions; seem to have lain dormant, but the hardships he endured on his voyage homewards brought them back to his recollection, and they soon acquired that influence on his conduct which was never afterwards lost. Mr. N. made another voyage to Guinea as mate of a slave ship, on his return from which in 1750, he was married to the lady who had so long possessed his affections. He afterwards made several voyages as master in the same trade, during which he acquired by his own exertions, a competent knowledge of the Latin language. It ought not to be forgotten that while commander of a ship, he solemnized divine worship regularly twice every Sunday, according to the Liturgy of the Church of England. He continued in the African trade till 1754, when, in consequence of an apoplectic fit, his physician dissuaded him from another voyage.

It was about ten years after this that Mr. Newton turned his thoughts to the ministry, and after some difficulty succeeded in procuring ordination in the Church of England. He was for several years Curate of Olney in Buckinghamshire, where he became acquainted with the Poet Cowper. A volume of "Olney Hymns," their joint production, was intended "to perpetuate the re"membrance of this intimate and endeared friendship. We had not proceed"ed far (Mr. N. observes) upon our proposed plan, before my dear friend was "prevented by a long and afflicting indisposition from affording me any farther "assistance." The few Hymns in the collection which are Mr. Cowper's, are distinguished by the letter C. It is to be regretted that the increasing age and infirmities of Mr. Newton prevented him, after Mr. Cowper's death, from giv. ing the world a life of his friend. Many interesting letters of Cowper on religious topics are thus lost to the world. Mr. Newton was about the year 1779, presented to the Rectory of St. Mary Woolnoth, in Lombard-street, the duties of which, he continued to discharge till within a short period of his death, amongst a people warmly attached to him. He survived Mrs. Newton seventeen years, and died on the 21st of December, 1807, in his 83rd year. His writings are well known and highly esteemed in the religious world. They not only give evident proofs of genius, but display a mind cultivated beyond what could have been looked for in one whose early education and habits were so unfavourable. His stile is unaffected and perspicuous, and many of his letters resemble those of his friend Cowper in facility and elegance. Above all his writings and his life evince the power of religion in turning the current of the heart and affections. Like a great Apostle he, who had before been a persecutor and a blasphemer, became a zealous supporter of the faith which once he destroyed.

The following are his principal publications: The Ecclesiastical History of the first Century. Letters by Omicron. Cardiphonia, or the Utterance of the Heart, in Letters. Olney Hymnss. A Narrative of the Particulars of his own Life, in Letters to the Rev. Dr. Hawe. A Miscellaneous volume of Sermons. Apologia, or Letters to the Minister of an Independent Church -Messiah, or Discourses on the Passages of Scripture in Handel's Oratorio. Letters to his wife. -In Spital-square, aged 80, William Compton, Esq.-In the Minories, aged 77, William Wilson, Esq.-At his apartments in Bow-street, Mr. Thomas Carp


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