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May 24 The devil take this uncle of mine! He has at last sent me a letter which I cannot show, without exposing the head of our family for a fool. A confounded parcel of popguns has he let off upon me. I was in hopes he had exhausted his whole stock of this sort in his letter to you.
-- To keep it back, to delay sending it, till he had recollected all this farrago of nonsense -- confound his wisdom of nations, if so much of it is to be scraped together, in disgrace of itself, to make one egregious simpleton! -- But I am glad I am fortified with this piece of flagrant folly, however; since, in all human affairs, the convenient and inconvenient, the good and the bad, are so mingled, that there is no having the one without the other.