What jolly souls, as you truly say, are the Greatheads! We dined with them yesterday with such an Irish, vulgar, acting Capt. Ashe! who we are to see act ‘Hamlet,’ at the Margate Theatre on Tuesday next. Such singing, such wit, such laughter; and they, good-humoured creatures, so enjoying it! But do not pity me and suppose that I did otherwise. When I am neither morally nor physically unwell, as few people observe more, so nobody can be more entertained with this sort of accidental society, marked with any character of any kind. It is all food for my mind, and while I can have the blessing of being able to digest that food, with one or two kindred souls, whose perfections it enables me the more truly to appreciate, and the more highly to value, I trust I shall never lose my taste for it.