“Sir,—I am sorry it is not in my power to place you in a situation which will become you—I mean in the episcopal palace at Buckden; but I can bring you very near to it. For I have the presentation of a rectory, now vacant, within a mile and a half from it, which is very much at Dr. Parr’s service. It is the rectory of Graffham, at present worth 200l. a year; and, as I am informed, may soon be worth 270l. a year; and I this moment learn that the incumbent died last Tuesday.”—“Dr. Parr’s talents and character might well entitle him to a better patronage than this, from those, who know how to estimate his merits. But I acknowledge that a great additional motive with me to the offer I now make him is, that I believe I cannot do any thing more pleasing to his friends, Mr. Fox, Mr. Sheridan, and Mr. Knight; and I desire you, Sir, to consider yourself as obliged to them only. I have the honour to be, with the greatest respect, &c.
