Ever, dear Miss Power, Very faithfully yours. [Sidenote: Miss Dickens.] BROADSTAIRS, _Wednesday, August 4th, 1847._ MY DEAREST MAMEY, I am delighted to hear that you are going to improve in your spelling, because nobody can write properly without spelling well. But I know you will learn whatever you are taught, because you are always good, industrious, and attentive. That is what I always say of my Mamey. The note you sent me this morning is a very nice one, and the spelling is beautiful. Always, my dear Mamey, Your affectionate Papa. [Sidenote: Mr. W. C. Macready.] DEVONSHIRE TERRACE, _Tuesday Morning, Nov. 23rd, 1847._ MY DEAR MACREADY, I am in the whirlwind of finishing a number with a crisis in it; but I can't fall to work without saying, in so many words, that I feel all words insufficient to tell you what I think of you after a night like last night. The multitudes of new tokens by which I know you for a great man, the swelling within me of my love for you, the pride I have in you, the majestic reflection I see in you of all the passions and affections that make up our mystery, throw me into a strange kind of transport that has no expression but in a mute sense of an attachment, which, in truth and fervency, is worthy of its subject. What is this to say! Nothing, God knows, and yet I cannot leave it unsaid. Ever affectionately yours. P.S.--I never saw you more gallant and free than in the gallant and free scenes last night. It was perfectly captivating to behold you. However, it shall not interfere with my determination to address you as Old Parr in all future time. [Sidenote: Miss Hogarth.] EDINBURGH, _Thursday, December 13th, 1847._ MY DEAR GEORGY, I "take up my pen," as the young ladies write, to let you know how we are getting on; and as I shall be obliged to put it down again very soon, here goes. We lived with very hospitable people in a very splendid house near Glasgow, and were perfectly comfortable. The meeting was the most stupendous thing as to numbers, and the most beautiful as to colours and decorations I ever saw. The inimitable did wonders. His grace, elegance, and eloquence, enchanted all beholders. _Kate didn't go!_ having been taken ill on the railroad between here and Glasgow.