"The Frozen Deep's" author gets on as well as could be expected. He can hobble up and down stairs when absolutely necessary, and limps to his bedroom on the same floor. He talks of going to the theatre to-night in a cab, which will be the first occasion of his going out, except to travel, since the accident. He sends his kind regards and thanks for enquiries and condolence. I am perpetually tidying the rooms after him, and carrying all sorts of untidy things which belong to him into his bedroom, which is a picture of disorder. You will please to imagine mine, airy and clean, little dressing-room attached, eight water-jugs (I never saw such a supply), capital sponge-bath, perfect arrangement, and exquisite neatness. We breakfast at half-past eight, and fall to work for H. W. afterwards. Then I go out, and--hem! look for subjects. The mayor called this morning to do the honours of the town, whom it pleased the Inimitable to receive with great courtesy and affability. He propounded invitation to public _dejeuner_, which it did _not_ please the Inimitable to receive, and which he graciously rejected. That's all the news. Everything I can describe by hook or by crook, I describe for H. W. So there is nothing of that sort left for letters. Best love to dear Mamey and Katey, and to Charley, and to Harry. Any number of kisses to the noble Plorn. Ever affectionately. [Sidenote: Mr. Arthur Ryland.] GAD'S HILL PLACE, _Saturday Evening, Oct. 3rd, 1857._ MY DEAR SIR, I have had the honour and pleasure of receiving your letter of the 28th of last month, informing me of the distinction that has been conferred upon me by the Council of the Birmingham and Midland Institute. Allow me to assure you with much sincerity, that I am highly gratified by having been elected one of the first honorary members of that establishment. Nothing could have enhanced my interest in so important an undertaking; but the compliment is all the more welcome to me on that account. I accept it with a due sense of its worth, with many acknowledgments and with all good wishes. I am ever, my dear Sir, very faithfully yours. [Sidenote: Mr. Edmund Yates.] TAVISTOCK HOUSE, _Monday Night, Nov. 16th, 1857._ MY DEAR YATES, I retain the story with pleasure; and I need not tell you that you are not mistaken in the last lines of your note.