"I take Up My pen To Inform you of Arriving safe Here, where Am sorry how^r. To say There Is No One which one knows except Tradespeople Going About and so Dull on Acc^t. of Customers Out of Town, Dearest love You Are the Girl of my Heart As I am of Your's, and am particular Lonely Alone Here and wish to be There _where she Is_ how I Long to Fold My dearest girl in My Arms hope You Don't Forget Me As soon As I am Absent do You often Think of _me_ w^h. I do indeed of _you_, and looking Forward to The Happy Days When We are United in the Happy bonds of Hymmen, never To part Again dearest I Was Driving yesterday In my New Cabb In the park, where whom Sh^d. I Meet but That Miss Aubrey W^h. they say (Between you And I and The post) is Truly in a Gallopping Consumption on Acc^t. Of my Not Having Her A likely thing indeed that I ever car'd for Such an individule w^h. Never Did Only of you, Dearest What shall I Send you As A Gift Shall it Be In The cloathing Line, For there Is a Wonderful Fine and Choice Assortm^t. of Cashmere Shawls and Most Remarkable Handsome Cloaks, All Newly arrived fr. Paris, Never Think Of The price w^h. Betwixt Lovers Goes For Nothing. However _Large the Figure_ Only Say what You Shall have and Down It shall Come And Now dearest Girl Adieu. 'Those Can't meet Again, who Never Part.' dearest Your's to command till death. T. TITMOUSE. "P. T. O.--Love and Duty To My Lord (of Course) who shall Feel only Too happy to Call My Father-In-Law, the Sooner The better." When poor Lady Cecilia received this exquisite epistle, and had read over only half a dozen lines of it, she flung it on the floor; threw herself down on the sofa in her dressing-room; and remained silent and motionless for more than an hour. When she heard Miss Macspleuchan knock at her door for admittance, Lady Cecilia started up, snatched the letter from the floor, and thrust it into her dressing-case, before admitting her "humble companion." A succession of such letters as the above might have had the effect upon Lady Cecilia's "_attachment_" to Titmouse, which the repeated affusion of cold water would have upon the thermometer; but the crack-brained Fates still favored Mr. Titmouse, by presently investing him with a character, and placing him in a position, calculated to give him personal dignity, and thereby redeem and elevate him in the estimation of his fastidious and lofty mistress--I mean that of candidate for a seat in Parliament--for the representation of a borough in which he had a commanding influence:--but this brings me to topics which must not be lightly handled.