If I were you I wouldn't be an old maid.
I can't quite say how long it will be before I am back at Ardkill, but not a day longer than I can help.

Address to Scroope, Dorsetshire,--that will be enough;--to F.Neville, Esq.

Give my love to your mother .-- As for yourself, dear Kate, if you care for my love, you may weigh mine for your own dear self with your own weights and measures.

Indeed you have all my heart.
Your own F.N.
There is a young lady here whom it is intended that I shall marry.
She is the pink of propriety and really very pretty;--but you need not be a bit jealous.

The joke is that my brother is furiously in love with her, and that I fancy she would be just as much in love with him only that she's told not to .-- A thousand kisses.
It was not much of a love letter, but there were a few words in it which sufficed altogether for Kate's happiness.