A Familiar Epistle To The Editor Of The "Morning Chronicle."

"What reams of paper, floods of ink," Do some men spoil, who never think! And so perhaps you'll say of me, In which your readers may agree. Still I write on, and tell you why; Nothing's so bad, you can't deny, But may instruct or entertain Without the risk of giving pain, etc., etc.

ON SOME MODERN QUACKS AND REFORMISTS.

In tracing of the human mind Through all its various courses, Though strange, 'tis true, we often find It knows not its resources:

And men through life assume a part For which no talents they possess, Yet wonder that, with all their art, They meet no better with success, etc., etc.]

['A Familiar Epistle, etc.', by T. Vaughan, Esq., was published in the 'Morning Chronicle', October 7, 1811. Gifford, in the 'Baviad' (l. 350), speaks of "Edwin's mewlings," and in a note names "Edwin" as the "profound Mr. T. Vaughan." 'Love's Metamorphoses', by T. Vaughan, was played at Drury Lane, April 15, 1776. He also wrote 'The Hotel, or Double Valet', November 26, 1776, which Jephson rewrote under the title of 'The Servant with Two Masters.' Compare 'Children of Apollo', p. 49:--

"Jephson, who has no humour of his own, Thinks it no crime to borrow from the town; The farce (almost forgot) of 'The Hotel' Or 'Double Valet' seems to answer well. This and his own make 'Two Strings to his Bow'."]]