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care for showing you the devotion and the high 

 esteem which I am penetrated with for your re- 

 spectable person. I am the honour to be 

 Your most obedient Servant, 



Michel Tenore. 



From H. Repton, Esq. 



Harestreet, near Romford, July 9, 1S15. 

 My dear Sir Edward, 

 How mortified have I been ever since I found 

 your card on my study chimney ! After nine 

 months' confinement, I at length ventured to spend 

 a week in town, and carried my pains and penalties 

 with me, or had them carried about from place to 

 place in a carnage, — to which the entrance and 

 exit were always felt to my heart. I can now sup- 

 pose that you intended to pass the day with me; and 

 had I known it, I could have left London a day 

 sooner to enjoy such a meeting. 



After having rubbed on for sixty years in this 

 same world, where we all have our rubs, so many 

 old friends are rubbed off, that to me it is a pecu- 

 liar satisfaction to see a long-known friend ; and if 

 you had no other quality than what Dr. Johnson 

 would call sexagenary contemporaneousness, it 

 would be a cause of jubilee ; but we have both 

 passed through life without shutting our eyes, like 

 half those whom we remember to have seen, while 

 they saw nothing but vanity and frivolity. You, 

 like your great precursor, have examined from the 



