The Times, Thursday, Sep 06, 1821; pg. 3; Issue 11344; col B SUMMER ASSIZES. ------------- CARLISLE, SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER 1. BREACH OF PROMISE OF MARRIAGE. - THOMPSON V. BLAMIRE. [continued] The letters were here put in and read. The effect with which the youthful clerk read what was ill-written and worse spelt may be conceived from the style and composition which is given below. LETTER 1. "Newcastle, June 25, 1818. "To Miss Sarah THOMPSON, near Carlisle. "MY DEAREST SARAH, - I have embraced the earliest opportunity of writing a few lines to let you know that I arrived here last night at 10 o'clock, along with Charles YOUNG; and we are all stopping together. I don't like Newcastle so well as I did the last time I was here. I should be much happier with you, my dear Sarah. I am afraid it will be Saturday night before I will get home, as the horse does not run for the cup, but for the maiden plate on Friday; but as my man will be waiting for me at Carlisle, I will visit you, my dear, before I go home: I have not seen Jos. JOHNSON yet, but will call some time to-day. I wish I was back to you again, my dear Sarah, as there are none on earth I love but you. Write by return. Direct to E. BLAMIRE, Mr. FLETCHER's, Turk's Head, Big-market, Newcastle. "I remain, dearest Sarah, your affectionate lover, "E. BLAMIRE." No. 2 "MY DEAREST SARAH, - I am not able to tell what I felt when you were well; but for myself, I have been very ill all this week, and particularly last night I thought I should have died. I have never been at the play but a short time on Tuesday, and ARMSTRONG was with me: he has behaved himself very well, he is very ill also. I think the horse will not run at all this week, as he has fallen amiss. If it should not, I will be at home on Friday night. I have stopped with Jos. JOHNSON since Monday, which I think is much pleasanter than stopping at an inn. I am longing to see you, my dearest Sarah, if all be well, I think on Friday night: I am very sorry I did not bring my chestnut mare with me, as I am quite tired with the walking: I see none here half so good as she is: she is as much superior to any horse here as Jack is to any about Carlisle. Sally is turned as pretty a little thing as I ever saw, and he likes her extremely well. I have many a time prayed for Chissey since I came. I am sick of Newcastle races. I should have been the happiest man alive if you had been with me, my dearest Sarah. You must, my dear Sarah, excuse the shortness of my letter as I am writing to Suttle-house. Believe me, my dearest, to be yours, and none but yours, while I have life. "E. BLAMIRE, or YOUNG SUTTLEHOUSE." No. 3 "Bull and Mouth Inn, Bull and Mouth-street, April 30, 1819. "MY DEAREST SARAH, I have this moment received your dear letter, which made me very happy to hear you were well. I am getting fat with London. But I think I won't get much fatter, as we leave on Monday evening, and come directly down by the mail: so we will be in Carlisle on Wednesday afternoon if all be well, therefore you will not have time to answer this. I have just received a letter from my sister: she also mentions the death of the doctor of the 15th Hussars. I was very sorry to hear it. The evening before I left Carlisle he was playing at billiards in good health. This is an uncertain world, therefore we should take great care of ourselves. Mary says Jemima JOHNSON is married, so nobody need despair. I was at Covent-garden on Wednesday night, and saw the new tragedy of Evadne, the part of Evadne by Miss O'NEIL, supported by Messrs. MACREADY, YOUNG, Charles KEMBLE, and ABBOT; it is a beautiful thing; MACREADY was the greatest by far. I am just going now to Richard THOMPSON's office, it is within three minutes' walk of your aunt's; James CONNEL is in town, but I have not seen him yet: I saw HUNTER, Emily's master, this morning; he is at the same house as we are. I long very much to see you again, my dear Sarah; it is an age since I saw you last; but I will see you, my dear, before another week is over. BURN said DOWCE passed his shop the other day. You may expect me, my dear Sarah, the first thing on Thursday morning. I have given seven guineas for two seals and a key; I got my name engraved on one of the seals, with which I seal this letter: it makes a beautiful impression. I remain, my dearest Sarah, yours most sincerely, "E. BLAMIRE." No. 4 "My Sarah dear, my beauty's Queen, "In nature's simple charm array'd, "This heart subdues: that matchless mien "Still binds me to my Sarah dear. "Let others sigh for mines of gold, "For wide domain, for gay parade, "I would unmov'd such toys behold, "Possess'd of thee, my Sarah dear. "E. BLAMIRE, 1817" Mr. SCARLETT. - What! is it all done? I am very sorry there is no more of it. There are worse verses made about Carlisle. The Reverend John HEYSHAM married the defendant and Miss Hannah OLIVER in November last. Mrs. OLIVER was called, but not appearing. Mr. BROUGHAM said he did not press it. That was his case. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This case to be concluded in the next email..... Petra