And last, dear Mr. B. (which I will not tell you),
Why am I like a sheep's tail?
Yours always,
Dorothea R.
Note.—Several of the above, with all respect to our dear friend Dorothea, are extracted from that excellent paper the Berkshire Chronicle, and others from a small book called "D'ye give it up?" sold at a Charitable Bazaar, established at Kensington.
J. B.
XVII.
A LETTER FROM CHELTENHAM.
To John Bull.