There are enmities which the heart does not recognise--ours assuredly are at peace among the tumults.

All here love and salute you, as well as Monsieur the Bear-hunter, your brother (that cold Hippolyte who preferred the chase to the soft conversation of our ladies!) Your friend, your enemy, the Chevalier de la Jabotiere, burns to meet on the field of Mars his generous rival.

M.Du Quesne spoke of you last night at supper.

M.Du Quesne, my husband, send affectuous remembrances to their young friend, with which are ever joined those of your sincere Presidente de Mouchy." "The banner of the Leopard," of which George's fair correspondent wrote, was, indeed, flung out to the winds, and a number of the king's soldiers were rallied round it.

It was resolved to wrest from the French all the conquests they had made upon British dominion.