THE WORK S O F HENRY FIELDING, Efq; WITH The LIFE of the AUTHOR, VOL. XI.. THE THIRD EDITION. LONDON: CONTENTS OF VOL. XI.. 3. Containing fome extraordinary behaviour in 4. Containing, among many matters, the exem- 8. Confifting of grave matters 9. A curious chapter, from which a curious reader may draw fundry obfervations 4. A Dialogue between Booth and Amelia 5. A converfation between Amelia and Dr. Har- 6. Containing as furprifing an event as is per- 7. In which the author appears to be mafter of 5. Containing more wormwood, and other in- 6. A fcene of the tragic kind- 1. The book begins with polite hiftory 2. In which Amelia vifits her husband 3. Containing matter pertinent to the hiftory In which Dr. Harrifon vifits Colonel James AMEL I A. T BOOK. VIIL CHA P. I. Being the first chapter of the eighth book. HE hiftory muft now look a little backwards to thofe circumstances, which led to the cataftrophe mentioned at the end of the last book. When Amelia went out in the morning, the left her children to the care of her husband. In this amiable engaged near an hour; and was at that very time lying along on the floor; and his little things when wing and playing about him," à most violent knock was heard at the door; and, immediately a footman, running up stairs, acquainted him, that his lady was taken violently ill, and carried into Mrs. Chenevix's toy-fhop. Booth no fooner heard this account, which wàs delivered with great appearance of hatte and earnestnefs, than he leapt fuddenly from the floor; and leaving his children roaring at the news of their mother's illness, in ftrict charge with his maid, he ran as fast as his legs could carry him to the place; or towards the place rather for, before he arrived at the fhop, a gentleman ftopt him, full butt, crying, Captain, whither fo faft ---Booth an fwered eagerly, Who ever you are, friend, don't ask me any questions You must pardon me! captain, answer; me; but I have a little busi nefs with honour---In fhort, captain, I have a fmall warrant here in my pocket against your VOL. XI. now. •ed the your B honour, |