Little Red Riding Hood was my first love. I felt that if I could have married Little Red Riding Hood, I should have known perfect bliss.

I wish I were the Commander in Chief in India... I should do my utmost to exterminate the Race upon whom the stain of the late cruelties rested.

It may be only small injustice that the child can be exposed to; but the child is small, and its world is small, and its rocking-horse stands as many hands high, according to scale, as a big-boned Irish hunter.

For though we are perpetually bragging of it as our safety, it is nothing but a poor fringe on the mantle of the upper.

Heaven suits the back to the burden.

Now, I return to this young fellow. And the communication I have got to make is, that he has great expectations.

Time has been lost and opportunity thrown away, but I am yet a young man, and may retrieve it.