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At the request of a Correspondent, we give the following LETTER

a place:--- It is extracted from a London periodical publication---

and, notwithstanding the errors in the orthography and diction of

it, the author had the pleasure of making a conquest.

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_My dear charmin Cratur,_

If your brite eies have had the same efet upon others, they have been

after havin upon me, you must already, like Samson, have slain your

Tousands, though not with the same sort of weepor. For _I_ had no sooner

beheld you tother nite at Rennela, than your two little percers darted

their poysen quite thro my hart, and killed me on the spot. So that _I_

immediately determined to find you out, that _I_ may he revenged of you.

So havin done so, as sed before, _I_ now write to tell you my situashon;

and to begg that you woud have compashon on a lover that lies bleedin at

your fete.

If you have not the hart of a she tygres, you will admit me to your

presance, most adorable cratur, that _I_ may have the plashure of dyin

in your beloved site. And if you shall be after bein so kind as to

relent of your crewelty, and rais your expirin lover, _I_ will lay my

fortun and my honers in the same place where _I_ laid myself, and raise

you in your turn to be Lady O’----l. For _I_ vow by the great Shant

Patrick, that _I_ love you better than ever _I_ loved any women except

yourself.

And _I_ further vow by the holy shrine of Shant Patrick aforesed, that

_I_ will not outliv the fatal anser you send me. But as you are as far

above all your sex in buty, as the glorius sun is above the palfaced

moon and the little twinklin stars, _I_ dout not but you exced them as

much in goodness. Therfore _I_ will not dispare, but hope that you will

send me word by your confidante, at what hower _I_ shall have the

plashure of waitin upon you, to receve from your own pretty mouth my

destinny. Till when, _I_ remane, most enchantin and angelic cratur,

Your’s whether livin or dyin,

_Sir ROUKE O’----L, Barrownite._

P.S. Pray let me kno when _I_ shall call for an anser, as _I_ do not

chuse to send any boddy else but myself.

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