His task was, it is true, made easier by the need of the English to remove troops to put down the 1745-6 Jacobite Rising, which the French had subventioned.

The message is clearly a cipher, but I can't figure it out.

But after-Days, my Friend, must do thee right, / And set thy Virtues in unenvy’d Light.

I pile mounds of bunny grass—the kind you put in Easter baskets—and top them with papiermâché rabbits.