MRS. DISRAELI
"Ask the Baroness James de Rothschild[1] to think of me, and kindly, now and then. Is she not the most perfect of women kind?
"How did the fire happen?[2] Do you not observe all the country houses are burnt down when the families are from home? I hope none of the beautiful china, etc., was there. My best love to your mother. I know she cares for thy precious self more than all the houses in the world, and you are now got quite well, and happy with the best husband in the world—except one—Dizzy, who is again to dine at New Court[3] with his best friend—to-morrow at Lord Stanhope's—the Protectionists 'feed well,' said Mr. Horace Twiss at Mr. Quintin Dick's. Another dinner on Thursday—last.
"It is not thought there will be a war, notwithstanding all the articles in the Times of yesterday and to-day.
"Lord Lincoln in his speech at Manchester declaring for the endowment of the Roman Catholics in Ireland, both his friends and foes say, will lose him his seat at the Election.
"It is thought Lord Dudley Stuart will stand for Westminster."
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