You see what devils [there are] in England! They wanted to stir
up something against me; but our conduct shall be such as to be
unattackable: and I fear not an injustice from England. Twenty-seven
years service--having spent all the King's money, and all my own,
besides running in debt, deserves something better than a dismission!

The King has declared, he will return to Naples next Saturday
se'n-night; so you know the worst, my dear Emma. Indeed, I shall
embrace you most cordially; for I would not be married to any woman,
but yourself, on earth, for all the world.

Lord A. Hamilton's son, you see, recommends a friend of his; who, I
suppose, is arrived: if so, receive him well.

Adieu, again! Your's, ever,

W.H.




IV.


Persano, Saturday Night,
[January 7th, 1792.]

This has been one of the cruel days which attend the King's _chasse_.
All the posts--except the King's, Prince Ausberg, D'Onerato, and
Priori--bad.