I saw by the paper, to-day, that an
earthquake had been felt along the coast near Dover. A---- says the
world is coming to an end. We certainly live in strange times, but
for that matter so has everybody that ever lived.
[In the admirable letter of Lord Macaulay to Mr. Ellis, describing the
division of the house on the second reading of the Reform Bill, given in
Mr. Trevelyan's life of his uncle, the great historian says Horace
Twiss's countenance at the liberal victory looked like that of a "damned
soul." If, instead of a lost soul, he had said poor Horace looked like a
_lost seat_, he would have been more accurate, if not as picturesque.
Mr. Twiss sat for one of Lord Clarendon's boroughs, and the passage of
the Reform Bill was sure to dismiss him from Parliament; a serious thing
in his future career, fortunes, and position.]
I must now tell you what I do next week, that you may know where to
find me. Monday, the king goes to hear "Cinderella," and I have a
holiday and go with my mother to a party at Dr. Granville's.
Tuesday, I act Belvidera, and _afterward_ go to Lady Dacre's; I do
this because, as I fixed the day myself for her party, not
expecting to act that night, I cannot decently get off.
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