MY LORD,--Being known to some of your friends I would advise you,
as you tender your peace and quiet, to devise some excuse to shift
off your attendance at your house (clearly the House of
Lords--_Monteagle_), for fire and brimstone have united to destroy
the enemies of man (evidently gunpowder, lucifer-matches, and the
Peers--_Monteagle_). Think not lightly of my advertisement (see
_Dispatch_), but retire yourself in the country (I should think I
would--_Monteagle_), where you may abide in safety; for though
there be no appearance of any _punæ_; (what the deuce does this
mean? Puny's little--_Monteagle_), yet they will receive a
terrible blow-up (By punæ he means members of Parliament, and he
_is_ another Guy!--_Monteagle_); yet they shall not see who hurts
them, though the place shall be purified and the enemy completely
destroyed.