By reading every other line of the above letters the true meaning will be found. THE LOVE LETTER, _The Lady’s Maid!! The Secret Found out!!! Or_ A MARRIED MAN CAUGHT IN A TRAP. [Illustration] “Good morning, Sir.” “The same to you, Miss! Very happy to meet you here; how far are you going?” “Not far, Sir; but I should be proud of your company for a short time.” “Thank you, Miss, I hope we shall be better acquainted e’re long.” “I hope, Sir, you’re unmarried?” “Happy to say at present--I am!” “Very well, Sir, I am at present without a sweetheart who has possession of my heart.” “My dear, I will endeavour to try to gain you.” “Excuse me, Sir, I am poor.” “My dear, I am only a theatrical gentleman, but very fond of the fair sex.” “Do you think, my cherub, that you will be able to keep us when we are wed?” “Yes, my dear, for I will feed you on oysters, beef-steaks, and all such fattening and strengthening things as are necessary for our conjugal happiness and comfort.” “But, Sir, can I really depend upon you?” “Yes, my dear, shall we name the day for our marriage?” “Suppose we say, my love, the day after to-morrow.” “Agreed; until that, adieu.” On the morning appointed for the wedding, the young woman received the following epistle:-- [Illustration] “MY DEAREST FANNY.--I have thought on your proposal since last we met, but from circumstances that have transpired, I beg leave to postpone our marriage to a future day. I thought on our conversation and your delightful company ever since, and have enclosed a copy for your perusal. “I am, “Yours for ever, “HENRY J.N.S. “Light of my soul! by night and day, I’ll love thee ever; Light of my soul! list to my lay, I’ll leave thee never. Light of my soul! where’er I go, My thoughts on thee are hov’ring; Light of my soul! in weal or woe-- _Send by the bearer a sovereign_!” The young woman read this letter with disdain, and wrote back the following answer:-- “SIR,--I return your note with disgust, having been informed that you are a married man, and I hope you will bestow the trash you offered me upon your wife. So pray trouble me no more with your foolery.” Poor H. took this so much to heart, that he went and drowned his senses in wine, and then returned home; undressing himself, the letter fell from his bosom, his wife picked it up, read it, and beat him about the head with a dish-cloth. * * * * * There are two ways of reading this to discover the parties. Henry ---- lives in THIS STREET, and Fanny ---- at the ---- shop round the corner, and is said to be no better than she should be. The child’s name we understand is to be Anthony. ALL FOUND OUT AT LAST, _Or the SECRET DISCOVERED_, After having been carried on in a curious manner for a long time. [Illustration] “Most adorable Mary--