 to the damsel, we must leave her future fate to chance; I think it does not promise to be any longer enviable.

I have contrived to send the fine epistle to him, by such a conveyance as shall leave him no possible doubt of its authenticity, and expect to see him gallop off full speed, as soon as he has properly digested its contents—dearly do I love a little innocent mischief—and this is perfectly so, you'll allow.
I am now all impatience for the issue of this manauvre, as it cannot, I think, fail to produce the best possible effects. I have a presentiment that the poor devil of a Nabob will come off with the worst, for that he is an errant coward, as I said before, his style plainly evinces; yet, coward as he is, I believe in my conscience the fellow would gladly compound for a slight scratch to be fairly quit of his refractory charge.—Adieu, Caroline.
Your's, sincerely, ARABELLA STANLEY.

Lord Sommerville to Charles Dalton, Esq
London.
I HAVE been engaged in a most wonderful piece of business since my last, Charles, which has produced a total revolution in my sober matrimonial scheme, as you will readily conceive when informed of the infernal particulars—no fault of mine, you must allow, if I am compelled to take to my old courses again. I was on the point of reformation, but fate forbids, and to that I must submit.
After having made every possible enquiry after my adorable Emily, to no purpose, I returned in a truly disconsolate condition to my regiment; Lady Stanley, on my arrival, sent to enquire for me, wondering, I presume, I had not called upon her. I was in no humour for it, and sent a very cool answer. This produced a second note, but wrote in a style

which very clearly convinced me she not only wished for my company, but hoped I would put it in her power to console me for the loss of my beloved—I have no longer a doubt that the airs of indifference she had thought proper to assume, on finding my attachment for herself at an end, were put on merely to conceal her mortification; it must be owned it was of very short duration; but all her condescension was thrown away upon me; I could not, for the soul of me, in the humour I was, take the trouble to visit her.
What change time might have effected, I know not, but a letter I got, of which I inclose you a copy, put her as much out of
