the best news. Nay his Majesty looks expressly "sour upon Hotham,"
or does not look at all; will not even speak when he sees him;--
for a reason we shall hear. [NOSTI, infra (29th April), p. 191.]
can it, be thought that any liberality in use of the bellows or
other fire-implements will now avail with his Majesty?


SECOND AND LAST PEEP INTO THE NOSTI-GRUMKOW
CORRESPONDENCE CAUGHT UP IN ST. MARY AXE.

But at this point let our Two Rooks recommence a little: Nosti, on
the 18th, we left quaking in every joint of him;--and good news
was almost at the door, had afflicted Nosti known it. Grumkow's
strain (suppressed by us here), all this while, is in general,
almost ever since the blaze of that Hotham Dinner went off into
repentant headache: 'Pshaw, don't fear!' Nay after a fortnight or
so, it is again: 'Steady! we are all right?' Tobacco-Parliament
and the Royal Imagination making such progress. This is still but
the third week since that grand Dinner at Charlottenburg:--


TO THE EXCELLENZ REICHENBACH AT LONDON (from Grumkow).

BERLIN, 22d APRIL. 'King wants to get rid of the Princess'
Wilhelmina, 'who is grown lean, ugly, with pimples on her face
( qui est devenue maigre, laide, couperosee,'
[This is one of the sentences Wilhelmina has got hold of
(Wilhelmina, i. 234).]--dog: will nobody horsewhip that lie out of
him!)--'judge what a treat that will be to a Prince of Wales, who
has his amourettes!' All is right, Nosti, is it not?