"From the Press, One in the morning."
It would seem by the following note that this hourly account
of himself was in consequence of the connubial mandate of his
fair despot:--
"DEAR PRUE,--It is a strange thing, because you are
handsome, that you will not behave yourself with the
obedience that people of worse features do--but that I
must be always giving you an account of every trifle and
minute of my time. I send this to tell you I am waiting to
be sent for again when my Lord Wharton is stirring."