at present is to stop three weeks at the waters of Spa, and, after a short stay at Brussels, to proceed to Paris, where we shall probably be about the end of August, and where I rely on finding you with my daughter.

My dear friend, my heart bleeds in writing you this letter. I have delayed writing it as long as possible, but now I should have failed in my regard for you if I had delayed longer. You want time to acquire self-command, and to make your arrangements. It is this reflection which has decided me in warning you in time. My husband sends his compliments to you. I beseech you not to be angry with me, and believe me, that if ever a favourable opportunity presents itself, by any chance, for my giving you back Mie Mie, you shall be satisfied.

Adieu, my dear friend. My best compliments to Lord March.

Anthony Morris Storer, Esq., to George Selwyn.

[The following letter contains an interesting account, from the pen of an eye-witness, of the execution of the unfortunate Doctor Dodd. Though possessed of many amiable qualities, though on many important occasions a benefactor to mankind, and apparently endued with a strong natural sense of the importance of his religious duties, his mind was too weak to resist the influence of an overweening vanity, of which he allowed