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.