rest sir, said I, not a single wish more has your grateful
Pamela! My heart is overwhelmed with your goodness! Forgive these tears
of joy, added I: You have left me nothing to pray for, but that God
will bless you with life, and health, and honour, and continue to me the
blessing of your esteem; and I shall then be the happiest creature in
the world.

He clasped me in his arms, and said, You cannot, my dear life, be so
happy in me, as I am in you. O how heartily I despise all my former
pursuits, and headstrong appetites! What joys, what true joys, flow from
virtuous love! joys which the narrow soul of the libertine cannot take
in, nor his thoughts conceive! And which I myself, whilst a libertine,
had not the least notion of!

But, said he, I expected my dear spouse, my Pamela, had something to ask
for herself. But since all her own good is absorbed in the delight her
generous heart takes in promoting that of others, it shall be my study
to prevent her wishes, and to make her care for herself unnecessary, by
my anticipating kindness.

In this manner, my dear parents, is your happy daughter blessed in a
husband! O how my exulting heart leaps at the dear, dear word!--And I
have nothing to do, but to be humble, and to look up with gratitude to
the all-gracious dispenser of these blessings.

So, with a thousand thanks, I afterwards retired to my closet, to write
you thus far. And having completed what I purpose for this packet, and
put up the kind obliging present, I have nothing more to say, but that
I hope soon to see you both, and receive your blessings on this happy,
thrice happy occasion. And so, hoping for your prayers, that I may
preserve an humble and upright mind to my gracious God, a dutiful
gratitude to my dear master and husband--that I may long rejoice in the
continuance of these blessings and favours, and that I may preserve,
at the same time, an obliging deportment to every one else, I conclude
myself, Your ever-dutiful and most happy daughter,

PAMELA B----

O think it not my pride, my dear parents, that sets me on glorying in my
change of name! Yours will be always dear to me, and what I shall never
be ashamed of, I'm sure: But yet--for such a husband!--What shall I say,
since words are too faint to express my gratitude and my joy!

I have taken copies of my master's letter to Mr. Longman, and mine to
Mrs. Jervis, which I will send with the furth