upon the commemoration of the landing of the English exiles at Plymouth, in many parts, magnificent.  I was profoundly affected by it when my father read it to us on board ship....

Bad as your mice, of which you complain so bitterly, may be, they are civilized Christian creatures compared with the heathen swarms with which we wage war incessantly here.  Every evening, as soon as the sun sets, clouds of mosquitoes begin their war-dance round us; their sting is most venomous, and as my patience is not even skin-deep, I tear myself like a maniac, and then, instead of oil, pour aromatic vinegar into my wounds, and a very pretty species of torture is produced by that means, I assure you.  Besides these winged devils, we have swarms of flies, which also bite and sting, with a venomous rancor of which I should have thought their frivolity incapable.  Besides these, every cupboard and drawer in our rooms is full of moths.  Besides these, we have an army of cantankerous fleas quartered upon us.  Besides these, we have one particular closet where we keep—­our bugs, and where for the most part, I am truly thankful to say, they keep themselves.  Besides these, we have two or three ants’ nests in our bedroom, and everything we look upon seems but a moving mass of these red, long-legged, but always exemplary insects.  These fellow-creatures make one’s life not worth much having, and I do nothing all day long but sing the famous entomological chorus in “Faust;” and if this goes on much longer, I feel as if I should take to buzzing.  Do you know that it is hard upon three o’clock in the morning?  I must leave off and go to bed, for I rehearse Constance to-morrow at eleven, and act her to-morrow night.  On Friday I act Bizarre in “The Inconstant,” and think I shall find it great fun....  God bless you, dearest H——.

Ever your affectionate
F. A. K.

MANSION HOUSE, PHILADELPHIA, October 10, 1832. 
DEAREST H——­,

Do not let the date of this make any alteration in your way of addressing your letters, which must still be “Park Theater, New York;” for before this reaches you we shall probably have returned thither; but I date particularly that you may follow us with your mind’s legs, and know where to find us.  My dearest H——­, in spite of an often heavy heart, and my distaste for my present surroundings, I have reason to be most grateful, and I trust I am so, for the benefits which we have already derived from a visit to this far world beyond the sea.  The first and greatest of these is the wonderful improvement in my dear father’s health.  He looks full ten years younger than when last you saw him, and besides enjoying better spirits from the absence of the many cares and anxieties and vexations that weighed upon him daily in England, he says that he is conscious since he came away of a great increase of absolute muscular strength and vigor; and when he said this, I felt that my share of