midnight
How gladly I should have climbed its Pisgah-peaks of hope , and have looked off into the Future , flowing with milk and honey . I would grieve -LRB- if I could -RRB- that my sated appetite refuses more , -- that I must lay down my crook and play the shepherd no longer . Yet I know well enough that in the perfumed atmosphere of the circle to which I return , I shall recur often , with more than regret , to the humane , polished , intelligent , and simple society I leave behind me , -- shall wonder if Miss Minerva Tattle still prattles kindly among the birds and flowers , -- if Mrs. Potiphar still leads , by her innate nobility , and not by the accident of wealth , the swarm of gay , and graceful , and brilliant men and women that surround her . I humbly trust , sable son of midnight , my lord and master , that my present report and summary will be found worthy of that implicit confidence immemorially accorded to diplomatic communications . I could ask for it no other reception . Your slave , KURZ PACHA . I am very anxious that you should allow me to receive your son Frederic as a pupil , at my parsonage , here in the country .