The match that has been so long pending, after a very long attachment, between the Duke of M----'s daughter and Mr. G----, is declared off, as is said, by the lady, in consequence of the insanity _found now_ to prevail in the bridegroom's family. But as all the world has long known that G----'s father shot himself, and his uncle (W----) cut his throat, it seems quite incomprehensible that this should have escaped the lady's observation till now. A strange report was circulated of the eldest son of Lord Cassilis (Lord Kennedy) having shot at a boy in a tree and killed him. There was no boy, and no tree, and no shooting, and no possible account how such an entire fiction could have been circulated. I am going to see our bronze Achilles[83] mount this morning upon his pedestal in the park. Kind love to your dear wife, and God bless you! Yours affectionately, T. G. [83] The well known figure in Hyde Park, erected in honour of the Duke of Wellington. THE RIGHT HON. W. H. FREMANTLE TO THE DUKE OF BUCKINGHAM. Stanhope Street, July 11, 1822. MY DEAR DUKE, We have had a very severe fagging for the last ten days, but I think we have made great progress, and I have no doubt now that the House of Commons will be up at the end of this month. The King certainly does not go to Scotland, though the decision has been fluctuating for some time past. His Ministers wished him to go, and he wished not, and has been putting up his doctors to support him by ordering them to pronounce that he would suffer from the journey, fatigue, &c. I hear that, in consequence of all this, he is not quite in such good humour with them as he was. Lord Warwick, you see, has got the Lieutenancy of Warwickshire, which has offended Lord Hertford. Lord Liverpool has had a serious attack of inflammation in the sinew of his thigh (his old complaint); he was extremely bad for two days, but is now nearly recovered. There never was anything so strange and absurd as Lord W----'s match; it was evidently planned and forced by the S----s. After he was gone he wrote three letters, which have been seen by the person who told me--one to his mother, the Duchess of B----, saying how sorry he was to have offended her by this marriage, but he was sure she would forgive him if she could witness the happiness he then enjoyed; the second to Lord Fitzroy Somerset, saying he was the most miserable man breathing, that he had been entrapped to marry, and he should never feel a moment's happiness again; the third to Lord Alvanley, saying that he had been obliged to marry; that he begged he would let him know what was said upon it, particularly by the girls (he had been making love to Lady Caroline S----). Hoped they would not quiz him, for he was unhappy enough.