Your criticism on the Theatre begins by _denouncing_ the best production of its kind, 'The Beggar's Opera.' Your article on Engraving puts under the head of Italy a stone drawing made in Paris.

Your own engraving of the Polar Regions is confused and dirty; and your article on the Polar Seas sets out with the assertion of a fact of which I was profoundly ignorant, namely, that the Physical Constitution of the Globe is subject to _constant changes_ and revolution.

Of _constant changes_ I never heard, except in one of Congreve's plays, in which the fair sex is accused of _constant inconstancy_; but suppose that for _constant_ you read _frequent_.

I should wish you, for my own particular information, to add in a note a few instances of the Physical Changes in the Constitution of the Globe, which have occurred since the year 1781, in which I happened to be born.
I know of none, and I should be sorry to go out of the world ignorant of what has passed in my own time.

You send me your proof "for my boldest criticism." I have hurried over rather than read through the pages, and I give you honestly, and as plainly as an infamous pen (the same, I presume, which drew your polar chart) will permit, my hasty impression.
If you will call here to-morrow between twelve and one, I will talk with you on the subject.
Yours, J.W.C.
The project was eventually abandoned.