Yesterday I gave Mr. Philip Mazzei, who was leaving for Paris, a small parcel containing Mr. Holtzhey's second medal.1

You will also receive, via this mail, a batch of letters that came for your excellency from, I suppose, America. I hope they contain good news of your dear family.

Mr. Gyselaar has heard that the famous Aan't Volk has been translated into French.2 If that is true, and it is available in Paris, he and I, your servant, would like to have a copy now, or whenever you return.

I hope to see him in an hour's time. Meanwhile, this is what has taken place here during the past few days. We shall see how our gentlemen react to this drivel.

The dispatch of the Baron de H. appears calculated, if it is possible, to be rid of a certain minister, who has served his master rather too well for some men's liking. This minister seems to me to have nothing to fear from a negotiator of this stripe.3 I am with great respect, sir, your excellency's very humble and very obedient servant