Chapter XXII: Letter 414: To Mr. Moore

"Ravenna, February 22. 1821.

"As I wish the soul of the late Antoine Galignani to rest in peace,
(you will have read his death, published by himself, in his own
newspaper,) you are requested particularly to inform his children
and heirs, that of their 'Literary Gazette,' to which I subscribed
more than _two_ months ago, I have only received one _number_,
notwithstanding I have written to them repeatedly. If they have no
regard for me, a subscriber, they ought to have some for their
deceased parent, who is undoubtedly no better off in his present
residence for this total want of attention. If not, let me have my
francs. They were paid by Missiaglia, the _W_enetian bookseller. You
may also hint to them that when a gentleman writes a letter, it is
usual to send an answer. If not, I shall make them 'a speech,'
which will comprise an eulogy on the deceased.

"We are here full of war, and within two days of the seat of it,
expecting intelligence momently. We shall now see if our Italian
friends are good for any thing but 'shooting round a corner,' like
the Irishman's gun. Excuse haste,--I write with my spurs putting
on. My horses are at the door, and an Italian Count waiting to
accompany me in my ride.

"Yours, &c.

"P.S. Pray, amongst my letters, did you get one detailing the death
of the commandant here? He was killed near my door, and died in my
house.

"BOWLES AND CAMPBELL.

"To the air of '_How now, Madame Flirt_,' in the Beggars' Opera.

BOWLES. "Why, how now, saucy Tom,
If you thus must ramble,
I will publish some
Remarks on Mr. Campbell.

CAMPBELL. "Why, how now, Billy Bowles,
&c. &c. &c."

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