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This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 890 pages of information about The Letters of Horace Walpole, Earl of Orford Volume 3.

Ned Finch, the only thing my Lady Yarmouth told the new King she had to ask for, is made surveyor of the roads, in the room of Sir Harry Erskine, who is to have an old regiment.  He excuses himself from seeing company, as favourite of the favourite.  Arthur is removed from being clerk of the wine-cellar, a sacrifice to morality The Archbishop has such hopes of the young King, that he is never out of the circle.  He trod upon the Duke’s foot on Sunday, in the haste of his zeal; the Duke said to him, “My lord, if your grace is in such a hurry to make your court, that is the way.”  Bon-mots come thicker than changes.  Charles Townshend, receiving an account of the impression the King’s death had made, was told Miss Chudleigh cried.  “What,” said he, “Oysters?” And last night, Mr. Dauncey, asking George Selwyn if Princess Amelia would have a guard? he replied, “Now and then one, I suppose.”

An extraordinary event has happened to-day; George Townshend sent a challenge to Lord Albemarle, desiring him to be with a second in the fields.  Lord Albemarle took Colonel Crawford, and went to Mary-le-bone; George Townshend bespoke Lord Buckingham, who loves a secret too well not to tell it:  he communicated it to Stanley, who went to St. James’s, and acquainted Mr. Caswall, the captain on guard.  The latter took a hackney-coach, drove to Mary-le-bone, and saw one pair.  After waiting ten minutes, the others came; Townshend made an apology to Lord Albemarle for making him wait.  “Oh,” said he, “men of spirit don’t want apologies:  come, let us begin what we came for.”  At that instant, out steps Caswall from his coach, and begs their pardon, as his superior officers, but told them they were his prisoners.  He desired Mr. Townshend and Lord Buckingham to return to their coach; he would carry back Lord Albemarle and Crawford in his.  He did, and went to acquaint the King, who has commissioned some of the matrons of the army to examine the affair, and make it up.  All this while, I don’t know what the quarrel was, but they hated one another so much on the Duke’s account, that a slight word would easily make their aversions boil over.  Don’t you, nor even your general come to town on this occasion?  Good night.

Letter 55 To George Montagu, Esq.  Arlington Street, Nov. 13, 1760. (page 102)

Even the honeymoon of a new reign don’t produce events every day.  There is nothing but the common Paying of addresses and kissing hands.  The chief difficulty is settled; Lord Gower yields the mastership of the horse to Lord Huntingdon, and removes to the great wardrobe, from whence Sir Thomas Robinson was to have gone into Ellis’s place, but he is saved.  The city, however, have a mind to be out of humour; a paper has been fixed on the Royal Exchange, with these words, “No petticoat government, no Scotch minister, no Lord George Sackville;” two hints totally unfounded, and the other scarce true. 

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