From Mary Stevenson
ALS: American Philosophical Society
Wanstead June 23d. 1760
You who are no Stranger to the Feelings of Humanity will readily conceive the anxiety of my Mind while I thought my Friend9 in Danger: It is only such a Situation as I was then in that can make me neglect your Favours.
Upon examining the Barometer after I receiv’d your Letter,1 I found a small Crevice where the piece of hollow wood which covers the Mercury is join’d to the Frame.
You can’t imagine how important I felt to find you thought me worthy so much of your time and attention. I thank you my dear Preceptor for your Indulgence in satisfying my Curiosity, and for the pleasing Instruction you give, which I will endeavour shall not be lost. As my greatest Ambition is to render myself amiable in your Eyes I will be careful never to transgress the bounds of Moderation you prescribe. I have so firm a reliance on your sincerity and regard, that I think, if you imagin’d my pursuit of Knowledge would be detrimental, you would not have given me any encouragement, but have check’d my Curiosity, knowing I should have chearfully submitted to your Judgement.
I regard you as one of my best Friends, and to continue you such is the wish nearest my Heart. I am with the highest Esteem and Gratitude Dear Sir your affectionate and obedient humble Servant
9. Possibly either Miss Pitt or Mr. Callender (above, p. 118 n).
1. See above, pp. 119–22.