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at that College. There was Aristocracy who wrote farces for the Olympic Theatre, and Democracy who was a laughing philosophy.
I forgot to mention, That my son George Frederick is entered at St. John's, because I heard that they take most care of their morals at that College. I called on the tutor, who received myself and son very politely, and said he had no doubt my son would be a tripod, and he hoped perspired higher than polly, which I did not like- I am going to give tea at my house, when I shall be delighted to see yourself and children.
Believe me, dear Sir,
Your most obedient and affectionate
DOROTHEA JULIA RAMSBOTTOM.

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ARTICLE IV - SCIENTIFIC INTELLIGENCE
HORTICULTURE
It is reported that the Cambridge Horticultural Society intend to reduce the prizes for smellables and eyeables, with a view to encourage a greater supply of eatables.
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ARTICLE V - ADVERTISEMENT
Wanted, in Trinity-street, more room. - Apply to Mr. Elliot Smith.
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ARTICLE VI - TO CORRESPONDENTS
The verses by a "Thinking Snob," (if original) certainly do him credit; but they are rather too serious for our bagatelle.
The "Extraordinary Novelty" is far too personal.
"Frater Snob," - false quantities are not the only ingredients of wit.
A number of small fry we are obliged to denounce as inadmissible.
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No.8 will be published on Thursday, May 28.
N.B. - "All communications to be directed to MR," Smith, Rose Crescent, which, it is requested, may be post-paid.
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Printed for the Editor, by Weston Hatfield
And published by W.H.Smith, Rose Crescent, Cambridge.
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[[poem handwritten in ink]]

To Charles Green. Aëronaut.

Another Icarus is seen!
Th' intrepid, daring, fearless GREEN;
Behold him in the Air!
Soaring in his huge balloon:
One day, perhaps he'll reach the Moon,
And make her people stare.
2
Success attend him in his flight
On some new world, one day he'll 'light
And be a wonder there;
The undaunted Aëronaut, no doubt,
Will bring the mighty scheme about
And reign the Prince of Air!
3
How puny to his eyes must seem
The works of Man beneath I deem,
Whilst mounted in the Air;
The highest palaces that are
Shrink to a point beneath his car;
And Men like Mites appear.
4
Ambition's highest flights how low,
Compar'd with those of GREEN we know;
How mean is every plan
Of greatest Ministers of State
They ne'er can rise at such a rate,
Nor equal such a man.
5
He must have had a strong Cuirasse
Of triple steel or double brass,
Who tempted first the Main;
Thus Roman Horace wrote I mean
But had he known our English GREEN
Oh! what had been his strain!
6
Fearless aloft the Aëronaut,
By the winds of Heaven caught,
Behold him sail along;
To soar in my way too, I mean,
And celebrate the name of GREEN,
The subject of my song -
T.S.H.

Portsea 22 July, 1829.

Copied by William Upcott
Aug:17. 1840
102 Upper Street, Islington.