15, 1817.
"MY DEAR LADY GRIFFIN,--It is an age since we met.

Harassing public duties occupy so much myself and Lord Bobtail, that we have scarce time to see our private friends; among whom, I hope, my dear Lady Griffin will allow me to rank her.

Will you excuse so unceremonious an invitation, and dine with us at the embassy to-day?
We shall be en petite comite, and shall have the pleasure of hearing, I hope, some of your charming daughter's singing in the evening.

I ought, perhaps, to have addressed a separate, note to dear Miss Griffin; but I hope she will pardon a poor diplomate, who has so many letters to write, you know.
"Farewell till seven, when I POSITIVELY MUST see you both.

Ever, dearest Lady Griffin, your affectionate "ELIZA BOBTAIL." Such a letter from the ambassdriss, brot by the ambasdor's Shassure, and sealed with his seal of arms, would affect anybody in the middling ranx of life.