He made, I must say, an excellent speech; too florid and queer, but decidedly successful.
Why did not Price speak?
If he was afraid, it was not without reason; for a more terrible audience there is not in the world.

I wish that Praed had known to whom he was speaking.

But, with all his talent, he has no tact, and he has fared accordingly.

Tierney used to say that he never rose in the House without feeling his knees tremble under him; and I am sure that no man who has not some of that feeling will ever succeed there.
Ever yours T.B.MACAULAY.
London: May 27, 1835.
My dear Hannah,--Let me see if I can write a letter a la Richardson:--a little less prolix it must be, or it will exceed my ounce.

By the bye, I wonder that Uncle Selby never grudged the postage of Miss Byron's letters.