Fox's triumph, the Prince of Wales gave
as a toast, "True Blue, and Mrs. Crewe." She gave in return, "True
Blue, and all of you." The Duchess of Devonshire exerted all her
powers, though in vain, to reconcile Burke with Fox, after their
quarrel. On the death of Fox, she wrote a poetic tribute to his
memory. Dr. Beattie, author of "The Minstrel," so many of whose
touching lines have rung through souls of sensibility and are
familiar to all lovers of poetry--such, for example, as,

Ah, who can tell how hard it is to climb
The steep where Fame's proud temple shines afar:
Ah, who can tell how many a soul sublime
Has felt the influence of malignant star,
And with inglorious fortune waged eternal war!

enjoyed a delightful friendship with the Duchess of Gordon. He spent
the happiest hours of his saddened life at her castle, in the
enjoyment of her unvarying kindness. He sent her books; they
exchanged letters; and in all the brilliant whirl of her life as a
reigning beauty, an ardent politician, and a leader of fashion, she
fully appreciated his worth, and reciprocated his attentions and
esteem until his death.

A friendship of an uncommon character, containing the elements of a
romance, has left a monument of itself in two volumes, called
"Letters of William Von Humboldt to a Female Friend." Humboldt, then
an undergraduate at Goettingen, during one of his vacations spent
three days at Pyrmont. Much of this time he passed in the society of
a lovely and very superior young lady who was staying there with her
father. Each was deeply interested in the other, without suspecting
that the feeling was mutual. On parting, Humboldt gave his fair
friend an album-leaf as a memento. The image of the fascinating
student was indelibly impressed on her imagination, a centre of ideal
activity and accumulation. So, it afterwards seemed, was her image
left in his imagination. Twenty-six years passed in absence and
silence. Humboldt had become famous and prominent, and was blessed
with a happy family. Charlotte had been married, and was now a
childless widow. Deprived of her parents, her husband, her property,
she was overwhelmed with misfortunes. Her large property having been
devoted to the State, it occurred to her that her old friend, of the
three youthful days at Pyrmont, now a minister of the king, might
assist her to recover, at least a portion of it, or at all events
give her valuable advice as to what to do. She gathered courage to