s I was dressed, I cut down stairs, hony desiring
Frederick my fellow-servnt, to fetch me a cabb, and requesting
permission to take leaf of my lady & the famly before my departure."

*****

"How Miss Hemly did hogle me to be sure! Her ladyship told me what a
sweet gal she was--hamiable, fond of poetry, plays the gitter. Then she
hasked me if I liked blond bewties and haubin hair. Haubin, indeed! I
don't like carrits! as it must be confest Miss Hemly's his--and has for
a BLOND BUTY, she has pink I's like a Halbino, and her face looks as if
it were dipt in a brann mash. How she squeeged my & as she went away!

"Mary Hann now HAS haubin air, and a cumplexion like roses and hivory,
and I's as blew as Evin.

"I gev Frederick two and six for fetchin the cabb--been resolved to hact
the gentleman in hall things. How he stared!"

"25th.--I am now director of forty-seven hadvantageous lines, and have
past hall day in the Citty. Although I've hate or nine new soots of
close, and Mr. Cullin fits me heligant, yet I fansy they hall reckonise
me. Conshns whispers to me, 'Jeams, you'r hony a footman in disguise
hafter all.'"

"28th.--Been to the Hopra. Music tol lol. That Lablash is a wopper
at singing. I coodn make out why some people called out 'Bravo,'
some 'Bravar,' and some 'Bravee.' 'Bravee, Lablash,' says I, at which
heverybody laft.

"I'm in my new stall. I've had new cushings put in, and my harms in
goold on the back. I'm dressed hall in black, excep a gold waistcoat and
dimind studds in the embriderd busom of my shameese. I wear a Camallia
Jiponiky in my button-ole, and have a double-barreld opera-glas, so big,
that I make Timmins, my secnd man, bring it in the other cabb.

"What an igstronry exabishn that Pawdy Carter is! If those four gals are
faries, Tellioni is sutnly the fairy Queend. She can do all that they
can do, and somethink they can't. There's an indiscrible grace about
her, and Carlotty, my sweet Carlotty, she sets my art in flams.

"Ow that Miss Hemly was noddin and winkin at me out of their box on the
fourth tear?

"What linx i's she must av. As if I could mount up there!

"P.S.--Talking of MOUNTING HUP! the St. Helena's walked up 4 per cent
this very day."

"2nd July.--Rode my bay oss Desperation in the park. There was me,
Lord George Ringwood (Lord Cinqbar's son), Lord Ballybunnion, Honorable
Capting Trap, & sevral hother young swells. Sir John's carridge there in
coarse. Miss Hemly lets