had left off
worriting him, I thought as his frame was much shattered and he was too
weak to take a curacy, that he could not do better than become Clive's
tutor, and agreed to pay him out of your handsome donation of 250 pounds
for Clive, a sum of one hundred pounds per year, so that, when the board
of the two and Clive's clothing are taken into consideration, I think
you will see that no great profit is left to Miss Martha Honeyman.

"Charles talks to me of his new church in London, and of making me some
grand allowance. The poor boy is very affectionate, and always building
castles in the air, and of having Clive to live with him in London. Now
this mustn't be, and I won't hear of it. Charles is too kind to be a
schoolmaster, and Master Clive laughs at him. It was only the other day,
after his return from his grandmamma's, regarding which I wrote you, per
Burrampooter, the 23rd ult., that I found a picture of Mrs. Newcome and
Charles too, and of both their spectacles, quite like. I put it away,
but some rogue, I suppose, has stolen it. He has done me and Hannah too.
Mr. Speck, the artist, laughed and took it home, and says he is a wonder
at drawing.

"Instead, then, of allowing Clive to go with Charles to London next
month, where my brother is bent on going, I shall send Clivey to Dr.
Timpany's school, Marine Parade, of which I hear the best account, but
I hope you will think of soon sending him to a great school. My father
always said it was the best place for boys, and I have a brother to whom
my poor mother spared the rod, and who, I fear, has turned out but a
spoilt child.

"I am, dear Colonel, your most faithful servant, Martha Honeyman."

"Lieutenant-Colonel Newcome, C. B."

VI. "My Dear Brother,--I hasten to inform you of a calamity which,
though it might be looked for in the course of nature, has occasioned
deep grief not only in our family but in this city. This morning, at
half-past four o'clock, our beloved and respected mother, Sophia Alethea
Newcome, expired, at the advanced age of eighty-three years. On the
night of Tuesday-Wednesday, the 12-13th, having been engaged reading
and writing in her library until a late hour, and having dismissed the
servants, whom she never would allow to sit up for her, as well as my
brother and his wife, who always are in the habit of retiring early,
Mrs. Newcome extinguished the lamps, took a bedchamber candle to
return to her room, and must have fallen on the land