It was the wish of Major Drewe that a few of his Poetical Essays (particularly his Poem on Spectres), which he had often read to his friends, should be printed under their care, in case of his decease. This wish he frequently expressed; and it looked like a presentiment of death. He died suddenly, and his Poems were consigned to the care of Downman, Hole, and myself, with a desire that "we would print a few copies of them." Neither Downman nor Hole appeared willing to comply with his request. I therefore applied for the MSS. to his sister, Mrs. Kelly, by letter; in answer to which she said, that "the Major's friends found it impossible to make anything of his Ghost stories, and advised them all to be burnt — which was accordingly done." In the Poem on Spectres there were many beautiful passages.