Sept. 6. Heard of the fate of our Ambassador In China, and was sorely nettled; But think, my Lord, we should not pass it o'er Till all this matter's fairly settled; And here's the mode occurs to me: As none of our Nobility (Though for their own most gracious King The "volto sciolto"*'s meritorious, A title for him's easily made; And, by the bye, one Christmas time, * The open countenance, recommended by Lord Chesterfield. If I remember right, he play'd Lord MORLEY in some pantomime;-* He's brought—and, sure, the very essence Of JOE in the Celestial Presence! He thus should say:-" Duke Ho and Soo, * Mr. Fudge is a little mistaken here. It was not Grimaldi, but some very inferior performer, who played this part of "Lord Morley" in the pantomime,-so much to the horror of the distinguished Earl of that name. The expostulatory letters of the Noble Earl to Mr. H-rr-s, upon this vulgar profanation of his spic-and-span-new title, will, I trust, some time or other, be given to the world. And throw such somersets before The picture of King GEORGE (God bless him!) As, should Duke Ho but try them o'er, Would, by CONFUCIUS, much distress him! I start this merely as a hint, But thin you'll find some wisdom in't; LETTER X. FROM MISS BIDDY FUDGE TO MISS DOROTHY WELL, it isn't the King, after all, my dear creature! But don't you go laugh, now-there's nothing to quiz in't See Mr. Ellis's account of the Embassy. For grandeur of air and for grimness of feature, He might be a King, DOLL! though, hang him, he isn't. At first, I felt hurt, for I wish'd it, I own, If for no other cause but to vex Miss MALONE,— (The great heiress, you know, of Shandangan, who's here, Showing off with such airs and a real Cashmere,* While mine's but a paltry old rabbit-skin, dear!) But says Pa, after deeply considering the thing, “I am just as well pleased it should not be the King; "As I think for my BIDDY, so gentille and jolie, "Whose charms may their price in an honest way fetch, "That a Brandenburg”—(what is a Brandenburg, DOLLY?) "Would be, after all, no such very great catch. "If the R-G-T, indeed—” added he, looking sly(You remember that comical squint of his eye) * See Lady Morgan's "France" for the anecdote, told her by Madame de Genlis, of the young gentleman whose love was cured by finding that his mistress wore a shawl “peau de lapin." But I stopp'd him with "La, Pa, how can you say so, “When the R-G-T loves none but old women, you know!" Which is fact, my dear DOLLY-we, girls of eighteen, Who, though not a King, is a hero I'll swear,- Let me see-'twas on Saturday-yes, DOLLY, yesFrom that evening I date the first dawn of my bliss ; When we both rattled off in that dear little carriage, Whose journey, Boв says, is so like Love and Marriage, Beginning gay, desperate, dashing, down-hilly; "And ending as dull as a six-inside Dilly!"* Well, scarcely a wink did I sleep the night through, And, next day, having scribbled my letter to you, *The cars, on the return, are dragged up slowly by a chain. |