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84 Stubbs, Esq., led to the altar, Leah, widow of the late Z. Manasseh, Esq., of St. Kitt's!

We drove up to London in her comfortable chariot; the children and servants following in a post-chaise. I paid, of course, for everything; and until our house, in Berkeley square, was painted, we stopped at Steven's hotel.

My own estate had been sold, and the money was lying at a bank, in the city. About three days after our arrival, as we took our breakfast in the hotel, previous to a visit to Mrs. Stubbs’s banker, where certain little transfers were to be made—a gentleman was introduced, who, I saw at a glance, was of my wife’s persuasion.

He looked at Mrs. Stubbs, and made a bow; "Perhaps it will be convenient to you to pay this little bill, one hundred and fifty-two pounds."

"My love," says she, "will you pay this—it is a trifle which I had nearly forgotten." "My soul!" said I, "I have really not the money in the house."