On the 7th of November, in the evening, while my very dear and long-tried friend, Mr. Alex. Thomson, author of Paradise of Taste, Pictures of Poetry, &c. was conversing with me, in the midst of his family, he was seized with a paralytic affection, which, in a moment, deprived him of sense and motion, and, in a few hours, of life. The scene I witnessed was dreadful. A disconsolate widow and six infant daughters, moderately provided, survive to lament his loss. The care of his MSS., and, in conjunction with some other friends, the management of their little affairs, have devolved upon me. His History of Scottish Poetry is very imperfect; but his series of Pictures of Poetry is complete, and his Essay on the Genius and Writings of Gray prepared for publication. Nothing can supply to me the loss of a friend of so much worth, genius, and learning.