You have no idea what a feeling it is, to hear and read of you, and to think that it is _you_, _my own dear sister_, who are the object of general observation, and, I may say, admiration; it is sometimes like a dream.

For those who are near you it is quite different than for me, who have not seen you yet in your new position, but must represent to myself all through the report of others.

The description in the papers of your proroguing Parliament I read with great interest; it must have been an imposing moment for you, your standing for the first time in your life in the middle of that assembly where the interests and welfare of your country are discussed and decided upon.

It is with pride, pleasure, and anxiety I think of you at the description of such scenes and occurrences.

I saw too by the papers that your _incognito_ at the Opera was not quite kept as you wished it....
[Pageheading: THE ELECTIONS] _Queen Victoria to the King of the Belgians._ BUCKINGHAM PALACE, _1st August 1837._ MY DEAREST UNCLE,--...