"I was led to trouble you with these observations by a passage, which, _to speak in lutestring_, 'I met with this morning in the course of my reading,' and upon which I mean to put a question to the advocates for privilege." Now we know, that if two lutes, or other stringed instruments, be placed near each other, when a chord of one of them is struck, the corresponding chord of the other will vibrate in unison, and give a similar note; one lutestring will echo the other. The story of the maiden who believed that the spirit of her dead lover was near her, because his harp sounded responsive notes to hers, and who died heart-broken when she was undeceived, is sufficiently well known. "To speak in lutestring" is then to speak as another man's echo; and Philo-Junius here was the echo of the Duke of Grafton, and used this affected phrase derisively, as being a favourite, or at least well-known expression of his. In a letter which is appended as a note to Letter XX., and which is dated six days previous to the one just quoted, viz. May 22, 1771, he says: "But Junius has a great authority to support him, which, _to speak with the Duke of Grafton_, 'I accidentally met with this morning in the course of my reading.' It contains an admonition which cannot be repeated too often," &c. I have not found the phrase "to speak in lutestring" anywhere else; but I think, from a comparison of these two quotations, that it must mean what I have supposed it to mean--to speak as the echo or exact repeater of another man's words. Where can instances be found of the Duke of Grafton's using this expression, which Philo-Junius ridicules? W. FRASER. Tor-Mohun. * * * * * BURIAL IN UNCONSECRATED PLACES. (Vol. vi. _passim._) So many interesting notices have been made by your correspondents on the subject of peculiar interments,--skipping about from one part of the country to another, and dropping down from the south into Lincolnshire, as if in search of farther instances,--that I am induced to add to the number of records, by stating the fact as to the late Mr. Dent, of Winterton, whose body, at his particular request, was deposited after his death in his own garden, on the south of the house in Winterton, where he not only lived but died. Friend Jonathan, as he was familiarly called, was a man of shrewd understanding, and possessing strong common sense; yet, like others, he had his failings, and amongst them the _amor nummi_ was not the least obtrusive. As a very wealthy man he was looked up to by a little aspiring community of Quakers in the neighbourhood; and his own dress, when in a better suit, exhibited an appearance of his connexion with that fraternity.