The story of poor Mr. Cotton(443) is shocking, whichever way it happened, but most probably it was accident.
I am ashamed at the price of my book, though not my fault; but I have so often been guilty myself of giving ridiculous prices for rarities, though of no intrinsic value, that I must not condemn the same folly in others. Every thing tells me how silly I am! I pretend to reason, and yet am a virtuoso! Why should I presume that, at sixty-four, I am too wise to marry? and was you, who know so many of my weaknesses, in the wrong to suspect me of one more? Oh! no, my good friend: nor do I see any thing in your belief of it, but the kindness with which you wish me felicity on the occasion. I heartily thank you for it, and am most cordially yours.
(441) On Lord Sandwich’s observing that he did not know the difference between orthodoxy and heterodoxy, Bishop Warburton is said to have replied, “Orthodoxy, my lord, is my doxy, and heterodoxy is another man’s doxy."-E.
(442) Cole, in a letter to ’Mr. Gough, of the 10th of August, says—“Mr. Walpole and myself are as opposite in political matters as possible; yet we continue friends. Your political and religious opinions possibly may be as dissimilar; yet I hope we shall all meet in a better world, and be happy."-E.
(443) A son of Sir John Cotton, who was accidentally killed whilst shooting in his father’s Woods.-E.