KILLINGLEY's duty waits upon Mr. Boswell, is exceedingly obliged to
him for this favour; whenever he comes this way, hopes for a continuance
of the same. Would Mr. Boswell name the house to his extensive
acquaintance, it would be a singular favour conferr'd on one who has it
not in her power to make any other return but her most grateful thanks,
and sincerest prayers for his happiness in time, and in a blessed
eternity.--Tuesday morn.'
I cannot omit a curious circumstance which occurred at Edensor-inn,
close by Chatsworth, to survey the magnificence of which I had gone a
considerable way out of my road to Scotland. The inn was then kept by
a very jolly landlord, whose name, I think, was Malton. He happened
to mention that 'the celebrated Dr. Johnson had been in his house.' I
inquired WHO this Dr. Johnson was, that I might hear mine host's notion
of him. 'Sir, (said he,) Johnson, the great writer; ODDITY, as they call
him. He's the greatest writer in England; he writes for the ministry; he
has a correspondence abroad, and lets them know what's going on.
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