ontinental tripe, as soon as he was settled at Balong he roat my Lord
Crabbs a letter, of which I happen to have a copy. It ran thus:--

"BOULOGNE, January 25.

"MY DEAR FATHER,--I have long, in the course of my legal studies, found
the necessity of a knowledge of French, in which language all the early
history of our profession is written, and have determined to take a
little relaxation from chamber reading, which has seriously injured
my health. If my modest finances can bear a two months' journey, and a
residence at Paris, I propose to remain there that period.

"Will you have the kindness to send me a letter of introduction to Lord
Bobtail, our ambassador? My name, and your old friendship with him, I
know would secure me a reception at his house; but a pressing letter
from yourself would at once be more courteous, and more effectual.

"May I also ask you for my last quarter's salary? I am not an expensive
man, my dear father, as you know; but we are no chameleons, and fifty
pounds (with my little earnings in my profession) would vastly add to
the agremens of my continental excursion.

"Present my love to all my brothers and sisters. Ah! how I wish the
hard portion of a younger son had not been mine, and that I could live
without the dire necessity for labor, happy among the rural scenes of my
childhood, and in the society of my dear sisters and you! Heaven bless
you, dearest father, and all those beloved ones now dwelling under the
dear old roof at Sizes.

"Ever your affectionate son,

"Algernon.

"THE RIGHT HON. THE EARL OF CRABS, &c.,

SIZES COURT, BUCKS."

To this affeckshnat letter his lordship replied, by return of poast, as
follos:--

"MY DEAR ALGERNON,--Your letter came safe to hand and I enclose you the
letter for Lord Bobtail as you desire. He is a kind man, and has one of
the best cooks in Europe.

"We were all charmed with your warm remembrances of us, not having seen
you for seven years. We cannot but be pleased at the family affection
which, in spite of time and absence, still clings so fondly to home. It
is a sad, selfish world, and very few who have entered it can afford to
keep those fresh feelings which you have, my dear son.

"May you long retain them, is a fond father's earnest prayer. Be sure,
dear Algernon, that they will be through life your greatest comfort, as
well as your best worldly ally; consoling you in misfortune, cheering
you in depression, aiding and inspiring yo