And with all this, the sweetest tempered person (I allude to Mr.
Godfrey)--the simplest and pleasantest and easiest to please--you ever met with.

He loved everybody.

And everybody loved HIM.

What chance had Mr.Franklin--what chance had anybody of average reputation and capacities--against such a man as this?
On the fourteenth, came Mr.Godfrey's answer.
He accepted my mistress's invitation, from the Wednesday of the birthday to the evening of Friday--when his duties to the Ladies' Charities would oblige him to return to town.

He also enclosed a copy of verses on what he elegantly called his cousin's "natal day." Miss Rachel, I was informed, joined Mr.Franklin in making fun of the verses at dinner; and Penelope, who was all on Mr.Franklin's side, asked me, in great triumph, what I thought of that.