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The rest of the ms. is illegible, being literally washed away in a flood of tears.

A LETTER FROM “JEAMES, OF BUCKLEY SQUARE.”

“Albany, letter X. August 10, 1845.

“Sir,—­Has a reglar suscriber to your emusing paper, I beg leaf to state that I should never have done so, had I supposed that it was your abbit to igspose the mistaries of privit life, and to hinjer the delligit feelings of umble individyouals like myself, who have no ideer of being made the subject of newspaper criticism.

“I elude, sir, to the unjustafiable use which has been made of my name in your Journal, where both my muccantile speclations and the HINMOST PASHSN of my art have been brot forrards in a ridicklus way for the public emusemint.

“What call, sir, has the public to inquire into the suckmstansies of my engagements with Miss Mary Hann Oggins, or to meddle with their rupsher?  Why am I to be maid the hobjick of your REDICULE in A DOGGRIL ballit impewted to her?  I say impewted, because, in my time at least, Mary Hann could only sign her + mark (has I’ve hoften witnist it for her when she paid hin at the Savings Bank), and has for sacrificing to the MEWSES and making POATRY, she was as HINCAPIBLE as Mr. Wakley himself.

“With respect to the ballit, my baleaf is, that it is wrote by a footman in a low famly, a pore retch who attempted to rivle me in my affections to Mary Hann—­a feller not five foot six, and with no more calves to his legs than a donkey—­who was always a-ritin (having been a doctor’s boy) and who I nockt down with a pint of porter (as he well recklex) at the 3 Tuns Jerming Street, for daring to try to make a but of me.  He has signed Miss H’s name to his nonsince and lies:  and you lay yourself hopen to a haction for libel for insutting them in your paper.

“It is false that I have treated Miss H. hill in hany way.  That I borrowed 20lb of her is Trew.  But she confesses I paid it back.  Can hall people say as much of the money they’ve lent or borrowed?  No.  And I not only paid it back, but giv her the andsomest pres’nts:  Which I never should have alluded to, but for this attack.  Fust, a silver thimble (which I found in Missus’s work-box); secknd, a vollom of Byrom’s poems; third, I halways brought her a glas of Curasore, when we ad a party, of which she was remarkable fond.  I treated her to Hashley’s twice, (and halways a srimp or a hoyster by the way,) and a thowsnd DELIGIT attentions, which I sapose count for nothink.

“Has for marridge.  Haltered suckmstancies rendered it himpossable.  I was gone into a new spear of life—­mingling with my native aristoxy.  I breathe no sallible of blame against Miss H., but his a hilliterit cookmaid fit to set at a fashnable table?  Do young fellers of rank genrally marry out of the Kitching?  If we cast our i’s upon a low-born gal, I needn say it’s only a tempory distraction, pore passy le tong.  So much for her claims upon me.  Has for that beest of A doctor’s boy he’s unwuthy the notas of a Gentleman.