P. S. And now, of course, the very man I want a favor of, would be the man whose house in Magazine street, we drove by without stopping at—Capt. John A. Stevenson. He has the article—my first—which made of Capt. Sellers so angry. Said he would give it to me, but at the time I didn’t think I needed it. ButⒶemendation I do. Won’t you ask Bixby to get it for you? Say you want to see it, & will return it if required. And send Stevenson a White Elephant.