In the meantime, the noble behavior of "Old Charley Goodfellow" had doubly endeared him to the honest citizens of the borough. He became ten times a greater favorite than ever; and, as a natural result of the hospitality with which he was treated, he relaxed, as it were, perforce, the extremely parsimonious habits which his poverty had hitherto impelled him to observe, and very frequently had little _réunions_ at his own house, when wit and jollity reigned supreme--dampened a little, of course, by the occasional remembrance of the untoward and melancholy fate which impended over the nephew of the late lamented bosom friend of the generous host. One fine day, this magnanimous old gentleman was agreeably surprised at the receipt of the following letter: Charles Goodfellow, Esq., Rattleborough. From H., F., B. & Co. Chat. Mar. A.--No. 1--6 doz. bottles. (½ gross.) "Charles Goodfellow, Esquire: "Dear Sir--In conformity with an order transmitted to our firm about two months since, by our esteemed correspondent, Mr. Barnabas Shuttleworthy, we have the honor of forwarding this morning, to your address, a double box of Chateau-Margaux, of the antelope brand, violet seal. Box numbered and marked as per margin. "We remain, sir, "Your most ob'nt ser'ts, "Hoggs, Frogs, Bogs & Co." "City of----, June 21, 18--. "P. S.--The box will reach you by wagon, on the day after your receipt of this letter. Our respects to Mr. Shuttleworthy. "H., F., B. & Co."