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at his own village of Stoke; and there were members
of it two Baronets beſides himſelf, Sir Cordwell
Firebraſs and Sir John Barnardſton ---- The
reckoning to theſe congenial ſouls was always an
object of investigation. ---- As they were one day
ſettling this difficult point, an odd fellow, who was
a member, called out to a friend that was paſſing,
For heaven's ſake, ſtep upſtairs, and aſſiſt the poor!
Here are three Baronets, worth a million of money,
quarrelling about a farthing!
After Sir Harvey's death, the only tear dropped
upon his grave, fell from the eye of his ſervant,
who had long and faithfully attended him. ---- To
that ſervant he bequeathed a farm of 50l. per
annum, to him and to his heirs.
In the chaſtity and abſtinence of his life,
Sir Harvey Elwes was a rival to Sir Iſaac Newton,
for he would have held it unpardonable to have
given----even his affections; and, as he ſaw no lady
whatever, he had but little chance of bartering
matrimonially for money.
When he died, he lay in ſtate, ſuch as it was, at his ſeat at Stoke. ----Some of the tenants obſeryed, with more humour than decency, That it was well Sir Harry could not ſee it ----His fortune, which had become immenſe, fell to his nephew Mr. Meggot, who, by will, was ordered to aſume the name and arms of Elwes. ---- Thus lived, and thus died, the uncle of old Mr. Elwes, whoſe poſſeſſions at the time of his death, were ſuppoſed to be at leaſt two hundred and fifty thouſand, pounds; and whoſe
