54/105 We may suppose it to be written by a very old lady, who, for the last fifty years has not moved from home, and has changed nothing of her early days. I can safely affirm that every word of it I have either seen written in a letter, or have heard in ordinary conversation:-- "_Montrose_, 1858[69]. He will now look forward to his evening at home, and you will be happy when you find you never _want_ him. It will be a great pleasure when you hear him in the _trance_, and wipe his feet upon the _bass_. But Willy is not strong, and you must look well after him. |