Rural gales and home-comforts have, I trust, dispersed all remains of your late indisposition. The house of such a friend as you describe Mr. Wodhal, has the ease of home without its domestic cares. To you also it is "redolent of youth and joy." Such intellectual fragrance must have a salutary correspondence with the functions of the body. I have not had the good fortune to meet with this gentleman's translation of Euripides; with Mr. Potter's I am acquainted. I shall endeavour to procure Mr. Wodhal's.