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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: The Letters of Charles Dickens + Vol. 3 (of 3), 1836-1870 + +Author: Charles Dickens + +Editor: Mamie Dickens + Georgina Hogarth + +Release Date: June 20, 2008 [EBook #25854] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK THE LETTERS OF CHARLES DICKENS *** + + + + +Produced by Susan Skinner, Emmy and the Online Distributed +Proofreading Team at http://www.pgdp.net + + + + + + +</pre> + + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_i" id="Page_i">[i]</a></span></p> + + +<h1>THE LETTERS</h1> + +<h3>OF</h3> + +<div class="figcenter" style="width: 400px;"> +<img src="images/11title_sig.png" width="400" height="168" alt="Signature: Charles Dickens" title="Signature: Charles Dickens" /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_ii" id="Page_ii">[ii]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h1>THE LETTERS</h1> + +<h3>OF</h3> + +<h1>CHARLES DICKENS.</h1> + +<h4>EDITED BY</h4> + +<h3>HIS SISTER-IN-LAW AND HIS ELDEST DAUGHTER.</h3> + +<h4>In Two Volumes.</h4> + +<div class='center'><br /><br />VOL. III.<br /> + +1836 <span class="smcap">to</span> 1870.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /> + +<b>London:</b><br /> +CHAPMAN AND HALL, 193, PICCADILLY.<br /> +1882.<br /> +<small>[<i>The Right of Translation is Reserved.</i>]</small></div> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iii" id="Page_iii">[iii]</a></span></p> + +<div class='center'><small>CHARLES DICKENS AND EVANS,</small><br /> +<small>CRYSTAL PALACE PRESS.</small></div> + + + + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_iv" id="Page_iv">[iv]</a></span></p> + +<h2>PREFACE.</h2> + + +<div class='unindent'><span class="smcap">Since</span> our publication of "The Letters of Charles +Dickens" we have received the letters addressed to +the late Lord Lytton, which we were unable to procure +in time for our first two volumes in consequence of +his son's absence in India. We thank the Earl of +Lytton cordially for his kindness in sending them to +us very soon after his return. We also offer our +sincere thanks to Sir Austen H. Layard, and to the +senders of many other letters, which we now publish +for the first time.</div> + +<p>With a view to making our selection as complete +as possible, we have collected together the letters from +Charles Dickens which have already been published +in various Biographies, and have chosen and placed +in chronological order among our new letters those +which we consider to be of the greatest interest.</p> + +<p>As our Narrative was finished in our second volume, +this volume consists of Letters <i>only</i>, with occasional +foot-notes wherever there are allusions requiring +explanation.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Mamie Dickens.</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">Georgina Hogarth.</span><br /> +</div> + +<p><span class="smcap">London</span>: <i>September, 1881.</i><br /></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_v" id="Page_v">[v]</a></span></p> + +<h2>ERRATA.</h2> + +<h3>VOL. III.</h3> + + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Errata"> +<tr><td align='left'>Page</td><td align='left'> 87, line 5. For "J. W. Leigh Murray," <i>read</i> "Mr. Leigh Murray."</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>111, line 8. For "annoying," <i>read</i> "amazing."</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>243, line 10. For "Tarass Boulla," <i>read</i> "Tarass Boulba."</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>259, line 6, and in footnote. For "Hazlett," <i>read</i> "Hazlitt."</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>261, line 2. For "procters," <i>read</i> "proctors."</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1" id="Page_1">[1]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>THE<br /> + +LETTERS OF CHARLES DICKENS.</h2> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1836 <span class="smcap">to</span> 1839.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. John +Hullah.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Furnival's Inn</span>, <i>Sunday Evening (1836)</i> (?).<br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Hullah</span>,</div> + +<p>Have you seen <i>The Examiner?</i> It is rather depreciatory +of the opera; but, like all inveterate critiques +against Braham, so well done that I cannot help laughing +at it, for the life and soul of me. I have seen <i>The Sunday +Times</i>, <i>The Dispatch</i>, and <i>The Satirist</i>, all of which blow +their critic trumpets against unhappy me most lustily. +Either I must have grievously awakened the ire of all +the "adapters" and their friends, or the drama must be +decidedly bad. I haven't made up my mind yet which of +the two is the fact.</p> + +<p>I have not seen the <i>John Bull</i> or any of the Sunday +papers except <i>The Spectator</i>. If you have any of them, +bring 'em with you on Tuesday. I am afraid that for<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2" id="Page_2">[2]</a></span> +"dirty Cummins'" allusion to Hogarth I shall be reduced +to the necessity of being valorous the next time I +meet him.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, most faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Furnival's Inn</span>, <i>Monday Afternoon, 7 o'clock (1836).</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My Dear Hullah</span>,</div> + +<p>Mr. Hogarth has just been here, with news which +I think you will be glad to hear. He was with Braham +yesterday, who was <i>far more full</i> of the opera<a name="FNanchor_1_1" id="FNanchor_1_1"></a><a href="#Footnote_1_1" class="fnanchor">[1]</a> than he +was; speaking highly of my works and "fame" (!), and +expressing an earnest desire to be the first to introduce +me to the public as a dramatic writer. He said that he +intended opening at Michaelmas; and added (unasked) +that it was his intention to produce the opera within <i>one +month</i> of his first night. He wants a low comedy part +introduced—without singing—thinking it will take with +the audience; but he is desirous of explaining to me what +he means and who he intends to play it. I am to see him +on Sunday morning. Full particulars of the interview +shall be duly announced.</p> + +<p>Perhaps I shall see you meanwhile. I have only time +to add that I am</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Most faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_3" id="Page_3">[3]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Petersham</span>, <i>Monday Evening (1836).</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Hullah</span>,</div> + +<p>Since I called on you this morning I have not had +time to look over the words of "The Child and the Old +Man." It occurs to me, as I shall see you on Wednesday +morning, that the best plan will be for you to bring the +music (if you possibly can) without the words, and we can +put them in then. Of course this observation applies only +to that particular song.</p> + +<p>Braham having sent to me about the farce, I called on +him this morning. Harley wrote, when he had read the +whole of the opera, saying: "It's a sure card—nothing +wrong there. Bet you ten pound it runs fifty nights. +Come; don't be afraid. You'll be the gainer by it, and +you mustn't mind betting; it's a capital custom." They +tell the story with infinite relish. I saw the fair +manageress,<a name="FNanchor_2_2" id="FNanchor_2_2"></a><a href="#Footnote_2_2" class="fnanchor">[2]</a> who is fully of Harley's opinion, so is Braham. +The only difference is, that they are far more enthusiastic +than Harley—far more enthusiastic than ourselves even. +That is a bold word, isn't it? It is a true one, nevertheless.</p> + +<p>"Depend upon it, sir," said Braham to Hogarth yesterday, +when he went there to say I should be in town to-day, +"depend upon it, sir, that there has been no such music +since the days of Sheil, and no such piece since "The +Duenna."" "Everybody is delighted with it," he added, to +me to-day. "I played it to Stansbury, who is by no means<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_4" id="Page_4">[4]</a></span> +an excitable person, and he was charmed." This was said +with great emphasis, but I have forgotten the grand point. +It was not, "I played it to Stansbury," but, "I sang it—<i>all +through!!!</i>"</p> + +<p>I begged him, as the choruses are to be put into +rehearsal directly the company get together, to let us have, +through Mrs. Braham, the necessary passports to the stage, +which will be forwarded. He leaves town on the <i>8th of +September</i>. He will be absent a month, and the first +rehearsal will take place immediately on his return; +previous to it (I mean the first rehearsal—not the return) +I am to read the piece. His only remaining suggestion is, +that Miss Rainforth will want another song when the piece +is in rehearsal—"a bravura—something in the 'Soldier +Tired' way." We must have a confab about this on +Wednesday morning.</p> + +<p>Harley called in Furnival's Inn, to express his high +delight and gratification, but unfortunately we had left +town. I shall be at head-quarters by 12 Wednesday noon.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Believe me, dear Hullah,</span><br /> +Most faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—Tell me on Wednesday when you can come down +here, for a day or two. Beautiful place—meadow for +exercise, horse for your riding, boat for your rowing, room +for your studying—anything you like.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_5" id="Page_5">[5]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. George +Hogarth.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_3_3" id="FNanchor_3_3"></a><a href="#Footnote_3_3" class="fnanchor">[3]</a>13, <span class="smcap">Furnival's Inn</span>, <i>Tuesday Evening, January 20th, 1837.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>As you have begged me to write an original sketch +for the first number of the new evening paper, and as I +trust to your kindness to refer my application to the proper +quarter, should I be unreasonably or improperly trespassing +upon you, I beg to ask whether it is probable that if I +commenced a series of articles, written under some attractive +title, for <i>The Evening Chronicle</i>, its conductors would +think I had any claim to some additional remuneration (of +course, of no great amount) for doing so?</p> + +<p>Let me beg of you not to misunderstand my meaning. +Whatever the reply may be, I promised you an article, and +shall supply it with the utmost readiness, and with an +anxious desire to do my best, which I honestly assure you +would be the feeling with which I should always receive +any request coming personally from yourself. I merely +wish to put it to the proprietors, first, whether a continuation +of light papers in the style of my "Street Sketches" +would be considered of use to the new paper; and, +secondly, if so, whether they do not think it fair and +reasonable that, taking my share of the ordinary reporting +business of <i>The Chronicle</i> besides, I should receive something +for the papers beyond my ordinary salary as a +reporter.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_6" id="Page_6">[6]</a></span></p> +<p>Begging you to excuse my troubling you, and taking +this opportunity of acknowledging the numerous kindnesses +I have already received at your hands since I +have had the pleasure of acting under you,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +I am, my dear Sir, very sincerely yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Hogarth.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Doughty Street</span>, <i>Thursday Night, October 26th, 1837.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Hogarth</span>,</div> + +<p>I need not thank you for your present<a name="FNanchor_4_4" id="FNanchor_4_4"></a><a href="#Footnote_4_4" class="fnanchor">[4]</a> of yesterday, +for you know the sorrowful pleasure I shall take in wearing +it, and the care with which I shall prize it, until—so far as +relates to this life—I am like her.</p> + +<p>I have never had her ring off my finger by day or night, +except for an instant at a time, to wash my hands, since +she died. I have never had her sweetness and excellence +absent from my mind so long. I can solemnly say that, +waking or sleeping, I have never lost the recollection of +our hard trial and sorrow, and I feel that I never shall.</p> + +<p>It will be a great relief to my heart when I find you +sufficiently calm upon this sad subject to claim the promise +I made you when she lay dead in this house, never to shrink +from speaking of her, as if her memory must be avoided, +but rather to take a melancholy pleasure in recalling the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_7" id="Page_7">[7]</a></span> +times when we were all so happy—so happy that increase +of fame and prosperity has only widened the gap in my +affections, by causing me to think how she would have +shared and enhanced all our joys, and how proud I should +have been (as God knows I always was) to possess the +affections of the gentlest and purest creature that ever shed +a light on earth. I wish you could know how I weary +now for the three rooms in Furnival's Inn, and how I miss +that pleasant smile and those sweet words which, bestowed +upon our evening's work, in our merry banterings round +the fire, were more precious to me than the applause of a +whole world would be. I can <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'recal'">recall</ins> everything she said and +did in those happy days, and could show you every passage +and line we read together.</p> + +<p>I see <i>now</i> how you are capable of making great efforts, +even against the afflictions you have to deplore, and I hope +that, soon, our words may be where our thoughts are, and +that we may call up those old memories, not as shadows +of the bitter past, but as lights upon a happier future.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<br /> +<span style="margin-right: 4em;">Believe me, my dear Mrs. Hogarth,</span><br /> +Ever truly and affectionately yours. +</div> + + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_8" id="Page_8">[8]</a></span></p> + + + +<div class='center'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_5_5" id="FNanchor_5_5"></a><a href="#Footnote_5_5" class="fnanchor">[5]</a> +DIARY—1838.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /> +<i>Monday, January 1st, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>A sad New Year's Day in one respect, for at the +opening of last year poor Mary was with us. Very many +things to be grateful for since then, however. Increased +reputation and means—good health and prospects. We +never know the full value of blessings till we lose them +(we were not ignorant of this one when we had it, I hope). +But if she were with us now, the same winning, happy, +amiable companion, sympathising with all my thoughts +and feelings more than anyone I knew ever did or will, +I think I should have nothing to wish for, but a continuance +of such happiness. But she is gone, and pray +God I may one day, through his mercy, rejoin her. I wrote +to Mrs. Hogarth yesterday, taking advantage of the +opportunity afforded me by her sending, as a New Year's +token, a pen-wiper of poor Mary's, imploring her, as +strongly as I could, to think of the many remaining +claims upon her affection and exertions, and not to give +way to unavailing grief. Her answer came to-night, +and she seems hurt at my doing so—protesting that in +all useful respects she is the same as ever. Meant it for +the best, and still hope I did right.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_9" id="Page_9">[9]</a></span></p> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Saturday, January 6th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>Our boy's birthday—one year old. A few people at +night—only Forster, the De Gex's, John Ross, Mitton, and +the Beards, besides our families—to twelfth-cake and +forfeits.</p> + +<p>This day last year, Mary and I wandered up and down +Holborn and the streets about for hours, looking after a +little table for Kate's bedroom, which we bought at last at +the very first broker's which we had looked into, and which +we had passed half-a-dozen times because I <i>didn't like</i> +to ask the price. I took her out to Brompton at night, +as we had no place for her to sleep in (the two mothers +being with us); she came back again next day to keep +house for me, and stopped nearly the rest of the month. +I shall never be so happy again as in those chambers +three storeys high—never if I roll in wealth and fame. I +would hire them to keep empty, if I could afford it.</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Monday, January 8th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>I began the "Sketches of Young Gentlemen" to-day. +One hundred and twenty-five pounds for such a +little book, without my name to it, is pretty well. This +and the "Sunday"<a name="FNanchor_6_6" id="FNanchor_6_6"></a><a href="#Footnote_6_6" class="fnanchor">[6]</a> by-the-bye, are the only two things +I have not done as Boz.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_10" id="Page_10">[10]</a></span></p> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Tuesday, January 9th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>Went to the Sun office to insure my life, where the +Board seemed disposed to think I work too much. +Made Forster and Pickthorn, my Doctor, the references—and +after an interesting interview with the Board and +the Board's Doctor, came away to work again.</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Wednesday, January 10th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>At work all day, and to a quadrille party at night. +City people and rather dull. Intensely cold coming home, +and vague reports of a fire somewhere. Frederick says +the Royal Exchange, at which I sneer most sagely; +for——</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Thursday, January 11th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>To-day the papers are full of it, and it <i>was</i> the +Royal Exchange, Lloyd's, and all the shops round the +building. Called on Browne and went with him to see +the ruins, of which we saw as much as we should have +done if we had stopped at home.</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Sunday, January 14th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>To church in the morning, and when I came home +I wrote the preceding portion of this diary, which henceforth +I make a steadfast resolution not to neglect, or <i>paint</i>.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_11" id="Page_11">[11]</a></span> +I have not done it yet, nor will I; but say what rises to my +lips—my mental lips at least—without reserve. No other +eyes will see it, while mine are open in life, and although I +daresay I shall be ashamed of a good deal in it, I should +like to look over it at the year's end.</p> + +<p>In Scott's diary, which I have been looking at this +morning, there are thoughts which have been mine by +day and by night, in good spirits and bad, since Mary +died.</p> + +<p>"Another day, and a bright one to the external world +again opens on us; the air soft, and the flowers smiling, +and the leaves glittering. They cannot refresh her to whom +mild weather was a natural enjoyment. Cerements of +lead and of wood already hold her; cold earth must have +her soon. But it is not . . . . (she) who will be laid +among the ruins. . . . . She is sentient and conscious of +my emotions <i>somewhere</i>—where, we cannot tell, how, we +cannot tell; yet would I not at this moment renounce +the mysterious yet certain hope that I shall see her in a +better world, for all that this world can give me.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<p>"I have seen her. There is the same symmetry of +form, though those limbs are rigid which were once so +gracefully elastic; but that yellow masque with pinched +features, which seems to mock life rather than emulate +it, can it be the face that was once so full of lively +expression? I will not look upon it again."</p> + +<p>I know but too well how true all this is.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_12" id="Page_12">[12]</a></span></p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Monday, January 15th, 1838.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>Here ends this brief attempt at a diary. I grow sad +over this checking off of days, and can't do it.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. L. +Sammins.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +48, <span class="smcap">Doughty Street, London</span>, <i>January 31st, 1839.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>Circumstances have enabled me to relinquish my +old connection with the "Miscellany"<a name="FNanchor_7_7" id="FNanchor_7_7"></a><a href="#Footnote_7_7" class="fnanchor">[7]</a> at an earlier +period than I had expected. I am no longer its editor, +but I have referred your paper to my successor, and +marked it as one "requiring attention." I have no doubt +it will receive it.</p> + +<p>With reference to your letter bearing date on the 8th +of last October, let me assure you that I have delayed +answering it—not because a constant stream of similar +epistles has rendered me callous to the anxieties of a +beginner, in those doubtful paths in which I walk +myself—but because you ask me to do that which I +would scarce do, of my own unsupported opinion, for +my own child, supposing I had one old enough to require +such a service. To suppose that I could gravely take +upon myself the responsibility of withdrawing you from +pursuits you have already undertaken, or urging you on +in a most uncertain and hazardous course of life, is really<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_13" id="Page_13">[13]</a></span> +a compliment to my judgment and inflexibility which I +cannot recognize and do not deserve (or desire). I hoped +that a little reflection would show you how impossible it +is that I could be expected to enter upon a task of so much +delicacy, but as you have written to me since, and called +(unfortunately at a period when I am obliged to seclude +myself from all comers), I am compelled at last to tell you +that I can do nothing of the kind.</p> + +<p>If it be any satisfaction to you to know that I have +read what you sent me, and read it with great pleasure, +though, as you treat of local matters, I am necessarily in +the dark here and there, I can give you the assurance +very sincerely. With this, and many thanks to you for +your obliging expressions towards myself,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 10em;">I am, Sir,</span><br /> +Your very obedient Servant.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. J. P. +Harley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Doughty Street</span>, <i>Thursday Morning.</i><a name="FNanchor_8_8" id="FNanchor_8_8"></a><a href="#Footnote_8_8" class="fnanchor">[8]</a><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Harley</span>,</div> + +<p>This is my birthday. Many happy returns of the +day to you and me.</p> + +<p>I took it into my head yesterday to get up an impromptu +dinner on this auspicious occasion—only my own +folks, Leigh Hunt, Ainsworth, and Forster. I know you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_14" id="Page_14">[14]</a></span> +can't dine here in consequence of the tempestuous weather +on the Covent Garden shores, but if you will come in +when you have done Trinculizing, you will delight me +greatly, and add in no inconsiderable degree to the +"conviviality" of the meeting.</p> + +<p>Lord bless my soul! Twenty-seven years old. Who'd +have thought it? I <i>never</i> did!</p> + +<p>But I grow sentimental.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always yours truly.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Edward +Chapman.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +1, <span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>27th December, 1839.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>The place where you pledge yourself to pay for my +beef and mutton when I eat it, and my ale and wine when +I drink it, is the Treasurer's Office of the Middle Temple, +the new building at the bottom of Middle Temple Lane +on the right-hand side. You walk up into the first-floor +and say (boldly) that you come to sign Mr. Charles +Dickens's bond—which is already signed by Mr. Sergeant +Talfourd. I suppose I should formally acquaint you that +I have paid the fees, and that the responsibility you incur +is a very slight one—extending very little beyond my +good behaviour, and honourable intentions to pay for all +wine-glasses, tumblers, or other dinner-furniture that I +may break or damage.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</a></span></p> + +<p>I wish you would do me another service, and that is +to choose, at the place you told me of, a reasonable copy +of "The Beauties of England and Wales." You can choose +it quite as well as I can, or better, and I shall be much +obliged to you. I should like you to send it at once, as +I am diving into all kinds of matters at odd minutes with +a view to our forthcoming operations.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1840.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. H. G. +Adams.<a name="FNanchor_9_9" id="FNanchor_9_9"></a><a href="#Footnote_9_9" class="fnanchor">[9]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">1, <span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Saturday, Jan. 18th, 1840.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>The pressure of other engagements will, I am compelled +to say, prevent me from contributing a paper to +your new local magazine.<a name="FNanchor_10_10" id="FNanchor_10_10"></a><a href="#Footnote_10_10" class="fnanchor">[10]</a> But I beg you to set me down +as a subscriber to it, and foremost among those whose +best wishes are enlisted in your cause. It will afford +me real pleasure to hear of your success, for I have +many happy recollections connected with Kent, and am +scarcely less interested in it than if I had been a Kentish +man bred and born, and had resided in the county all +my life.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</a></span></p> +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thompson.<a name="FNanchor_11_11" id="FNanchor_11_11"></a><a href="#Footnote_11_11" class="fnanchor">[11]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Tuesday, 15th December, 1840.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>I have received a most flattering message from +the head turnkey of the jail this morning, intimating that +"there warn't a genelman in all London he'd be gladder +to show his babies to, than Muster Dickins, and let him +come wenever he would to that shop he wos welcome." +But as the Governor (who is a very nice fellow and a +gentleman) is not at home this morning, and furthermore +as the morning itself has rather gone out of town in +respect of its poetical allurements, I think we had best +postpone our visit for a day or two.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1841.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Rev. +Thomas +Robinson.<a name="FNanchor_12_12" id="FNanchor_12_12"></a><a href="#Footnote_12_12" class="fnanchor">[12]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">1, <span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday, April 8th, 1841.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I am much obliged to you for your interesting +letter. Nor am I the less pleased to receive it, by reason +that I cannot find it in my conscience to agree in many +important respects with the body to which you belong.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</a></span></p><p>In the love of virtue and hatred of vice, in the detestation +of cruelty and encouragement of gentleness and +mercy, all men who endeavour to be acceptable to their +Creator in any way, may freely agree. There are more +roads to Heaven, I am inclined to think, than any sect +believes; but there can be none which have not these +flowers garnishing the way.</p> + +<p>I feel it a great tribute, therefore, to receive your +letter. It is most welcome and acceptable to me. I +thank you for it heartily, and am proud of the approval +of one who suffered in his youth, even more than my +poor child.</p> + +<p>While you teach in your walk of life the lessons of +tenderness you have learnt in sorrow, trust me that in +mine, I will pursue cruelty and oppression, the enemies +of all God's creatures of all codes and creeds, so long +as I have the energy of thought and the power of giving +it utterance.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The +Countess +of Blessington.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_13_13" id="FNanchor_13_13"></a><a href="#Footnote_13_13" class="fnanchor">[13]</a> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>June 2nd, 1841.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>The year goes round so fast, that when anything +occurs to remind me of its whirling, I lose my breath, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</a></span> +am bewildered. So your handwriting last night had as +startling an effect upon me, as though you had sealed +your note with one of your own eyes.</p> + +<p>I remember my promise, as in cheerful duty bound, +and with Heaven's grace will redeem it. At this moment, +I have not the faintest idea how, but I am going into +Scotland on the 19th to see Jeffrey, and while I am away +(I shall return, please God, in about three weeks) will look +out for some accident, incident, or subject for small +description, to send you when I come home. You will take +the will for the deed, I know; and, remembering that I +have a "Clock" which always wants winding up, will not +quarrel with me for being brief.</p> + +<p>Have you seen Townshend's magnetic boy? You +heard of him, no doubt, from Count D'Orsay. If you +get him to Gore House, don't, I entreat you, have +more than eight people—four is a better number—to +see him. He fails in a crowd, and is <i>marvellous</i> before +a few.</p> + +<p>I am told that down in Devonshire there are young +ladies innumerable, who read crabbed manuscripts with the +palms of their hands, and newspapers with their ankles, +and so forth; and who are, so to speak, literary all over. +I begin to understand what a blue-stocking means, and +have not the smallest doubt that Lady —— (for +instance) could write quite as entertaining a book with the +sole of her foot as ever she did with her head. I am a +believer in earnest, and I am sure you would be if you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</a></span> +saw this boy, under moderately favourable circumstances, +as I hope you will, before he leaves England.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Believe me, dear Lady Blessington,</span><br /> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. L. +Gaylord +Clark.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>September 28th, 1841.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I condole with you from my heart on the loss<a name="FNanchor_14_14" id="FNanchor_14_14"></a><a href="#Footnote_14_14" class="fnanchor">[14]</a> +you have sustained, and I feel proud of your permitting +me to sympathise with your affliction. It is a great +satisfaction to me to have been addressed, under similar +circumstances, by many of your countrymen since the +"Curiosity Shop" came to a close. Some simple and +honest hearts in the remote wilds of America have written +me letters on the loss of children—so numbering my +little book, or rather heroine, with their household gods; +and so pouring out their trials and sources of comfort +in them, before me as a friend, that I have been inexpressibly +moved, and am whenever I think of them, I do +assure you. You have already all the comfort, that I +could lay before you; all, I hope, that the affectionate +spirit of your brother, now in happiness, can shed into +your soul.</p> + +<p>On the 4th of next January, if it please God, I am<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</a></span> +coming with my wife on a three or four months' visit +to America. The British and North American packet will +bring me, I hope, to Boston, and enable me, in the third +week of the new year, to set my foot upon the soil I +have trodden in my day-dreams many times, and whose +sons (and daughters) I yearn to know and to be among.</p> + +<p>I hope you are surprised, and I hope not unpleasantly.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Hogarth.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_15_15" id="FNanchor_15_15"></a><a href="#Footnote_15_15" class="fnanchor">[15]</a><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Sunday, October 24th, 1841.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Hogarth</span>,</div> + +<p>For God's sake be comforted, and bear this well, +for the love of your remaining children.</p> + +<p>I had always intended to keep poor Mary's grave for +us and our dear children, and for you. But if it will be +any comfort to you to have poor George buried there, +I will cheerfully arrange to place the ground at your +entire disposal. Do not consider me in any way. Consult +only your own heart. Mine seems to tell me that as +they both died so young and so suddenly, they ought +both to be buried together.</p> + +<p>Try—do try—to think that they have but preceded +you to happiness, and will meet you with joy in heaven.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21" id="Page_21">[21]</a></span> +There <i>is</i> consolation in the knowledge that you have +treasure there, and that while you live on earth, there +are creatures among the angels, who owed their being +to you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always yours with true affection.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Washington +Irving.</div> + +<div class='unindent'><br /><br /><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,<a name="FNanchor_16_16" id="FNanchor_16_16"></a><a href="#Footnote_16_16" class="fnanchor">[16]</a></div> + +<p>There is no man in the world who could have +given me the heartfelt pleasure you have, by your kind +note of the 13th of last month. There is no living +writer, and there are very few among the dead, whose +approbation I should feel so proud to earn. And with +everything you have written upon my shelves, and in my +thoughts, and in my heart of hearts, I may honestly and +truly say so. If you could know how earnestly I write +this, you would be glad to read it—as I hope you will +be, faintly guessing at the warmth of the hand I autobiographically +hold out to you over the broad Atlantic.</p> + +<p>I wish I could find in your welcome letter some hint +of an intention to visit England. I can't. I have held +it at arm's length, and taken a bird's-eye view of it, after +reading it a great many times, but there is no greater<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22" id="Page_22">[22]</a></span> +encouragement in it this way than on a microscopic +inspection. I should love to go with you—as I have +gone, God knows how often—into Little Britain, and +Eastcheap, and Green Arbour Court, and Westminster +Abbey. I should like to travel with you, outside the last +of the coaches down to Bracebridge Hall. It would make +my heart glad to compare notes with you about that +shabby gentleman in the oilcloth hat and red nose, who +sat in the nine-cornered back-parlour of the Masons' +Arms; and about Robert Preston and the tallow-chandler's +widow, whose sitting-room is second nature to me; and about +all those delightful places and people that I used to walk +about and dream of in the daytime, when a very small +and not over-particularly-taken-care-of boy. I have a +good deal to say, too, about that dashing Alonzo de +Ojeda, that you can't help being fonder of than you ought +to be; and much to hear concerning Moorish legend, +and poor unhappy Boabdil. Diedrich Knickerbocker I +have worn to death in my pocket, and yet I should show +you his mutilated carcass with a joy past all expression.</p> + +<p>I have been so accustomed to associate you with my +pleasantest and happiest thoughts, and with my leisure +hours, that I rush at once into full confidence with you, +and fall, as it were naturally, and by the very laws of +gravity, into your open arms. Questions come thronging +to my pen as to the lips of people who meet after long +hoping to do so. I don't know what to say first or +what to leave unsaid, and am constantly disposed to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23" id="Page_23">[23]</a></span> +break off and tell you again how glad I am this moment +has arrived.</p> + +<p>My dear Washington Irving, I cannot thank you +enough for your cordial and generous praise, or tell you +what deep and lasting gratification it has given me. I +hope to have many letters from you, and to exchange +a frequent correspondence. I send this to say so. After +the first two or three I shall settle down into a connected +style, and become gradually rational.</p> + +<p>You know what the feeling is, after having written +a letter, sealed it, and sent it off. I shall picture your +reading this, and answering it before it has lain one +night in the post-office. Ten to one that before the +fastest packet could reach New York I shall be writing +again.</p> + +<p>Do you suppose the post-office clerks care to receive +letters? I have my doubts. They get into a dreadful +habit of indifference. A postman, I imagine, is quite +callous. Conceive his delivering one to himself, without +being startled by a preliminary double knock!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always your faithful Friend. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24" id="Page_24">[24]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1842.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Professor +Felton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Fuller's Hotel, Washington</span>, <i>Monday, March 14th, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,<a name="FNanchor_17_17" id="FNanchor_17_17"></a><a href="#Footnote_17_17" class="fnanchor">[17]</a></div> + +<p>I was more delighted than I can possibly tell you, +to receive (last Saturday night) your welcome letter. We +and the oysters missed you terribly in New York. You +carried away with you more than half the delight and +pleasure of my New World; and I heartily wish you +could bring it back again.</p> + +<p>There are very interesting men in this place—highly +interesting, of course—but it's not a comfortable place; +is it? If spittle could wait at table we should be nobly +attended, but as that property has not been imparted to +it in the present state of mechanical science, we are rather +lonely and orphan-like, in respect of "being looked arter." +A blithe black was introduced on our arrival, as our +peculiar and especial attendant. He is the only gentleman +in the town who has a peculiar delicacy in intruding upon +my valuable time. It usually takes seven rings and a +threatening message from —— to produce him; and +when he comes he goes to fetch something, and, forgetting +it by the way, comes back no more.</p> + +<p>We have been in great distress, really in distress,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25" id="Page_25">[25]</a></span> +at the non-arrival of the <i>Caledonia</i>. You may conceive +what our joy was, when, while we were dining out yesterday, +H. arrived with the joyful intelligence of her safety. +The very news of her having really arrived seemed to +diminish the distance between ourselves and home, by one +half at least.</p> + +<p>And this morning (though we have not yet received our +heap of despatches, for which we are looking eagerly +forward to this night's mail)—this morning there reached +us unexpectedly, through the Government bag (Heaven +knows how they came there!), two of our many and long-looked-for +letters, wherein was a circumstantial account of +the whole conduct and behaviour of our pets; with +marvellous narrations of Charley's precocity at a Twelfth +Night juvenile party at Macready's; and tremendous +predictions of the governess, dimly suggesting his having +got out of pot-hooks and hangers, and darkly insinuating +the possibility of his writing us a letter before long; and +many other workings of the same prophetic spirit, in +reference to him and his sisters, very gladdening to their +mother's heart, and not at all depressing to their father's. +There was, also, the doctor's report, which was a clean +bill; and the nurse's report, which was perfectly electrifying; +showing as it did how Master Walter had been +weaned, and had cut a double tooth, and done many other +extraordinary things, quite worthy of his high descent. +In short, we were made very happy and grateful; and felt +as if the prodigal father and mother had got home again.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26" id="Page_26">[26]</a></span></p> + +<p>What do you think of this incendiary card being left +at my door last night? "General G. sends compliments +to Mr. Dickens, and called with two literary ladies. As +the two L. L.'s are ambitious of the honour of a personal +introduction to Mr. D., General G. requests the honour of +an appointment for to-morrow." I draw a veil over my +sufferings. They are sacred. We shall be in Buffalo, +please Heaven, on the 30th of April. If I don't find a +letter from you in the care of the postmaster at that place, +I'll never write to you from England.</p> + +<p>But if I <i>do</i> find one, my right hand shall forget its +cunning, before I forget to be your truthful and constant +correspondent; not, dear Felton, because I promised it, +nor because I have a natural tendency to correspond +(which is far from being the case), nor because I am +truly grateful to you for, and have been made truly proud +by, that affectionate and elegant tribute which —— sent me, +but because you are a man after my own heart, and I love +you <i>well</i>. And for the love I bear you, and the pleasure +with which I shall always think of you, and the glow I +shall feel when I see your handwriting in my own home, +I hereby enter into a solemn league and covenant to write +as many letters to you as you write to me, at least. +Amen.</p> + +<p>Come to England! Come to England! Our oysters are +small, I know; they are said by Americans to be coppery; +but our hearts are of the largest size. We are thought +to excel in shrimps, to be far from despicable in point<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27" id="Page_27">[27]</a></span> +of lobsters, and in periwinkles are considered to challenge +the universe. Our oysters, small though they be, are not +devoid of the refreshing influence which that species of +fish is supposed to exercise in these latitudes. Try them +and compare.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Washington +Irving.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Washington</span>, <i>Monday Afternoon, March 21st, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Irving</span>,</div> + +<p>We passed through—literally passed through—this +place again to-day. I did not come to see you, for I +really have not the heart to say "good-bye" again, and +felt more than I can tell you when we shook hands last +Wednesday.</p> + +<p>You will not be at Baltimore, I fear? I thought, at +the time, that you only said you might be there, to make +our parting the gayer.</p> + +<p>Wherever you go, God bless you! What pleasure +I have had in seeing and talking with you, I will not +attempt to say. I shall never forget it as long as I live. +What would I give, if we could have but a quiet week +together! Spain is a lazy place, and its climate an +indolent one. But if you have ever leisure under its +sunny skies to think of a man who loves you, and holds +communion with your spirit oftener, perhaps, than any<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28" id="Page_28">[28]</a></span> +other person alive—leisure from listlessness, I mean—and +will write to me in London, you will give me an +inexpressible amount of pleasure.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your affectionate friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Professor +Felton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Montreal</span>, <i>Saturday, 21st May, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>I was delighted to receive your letter yesterday, +and was well pleased with its contents. I anticipated +objection to Carlyle's<a name="FNanchor_18_18" id="FNanchor_18_18"></a><a href="#Footnote_18_18" class="fnanchor">[18]</a> letter. I called particular attention +to it for three reasons. Firstly, because he boldly <i>said</i> +what all the others <i>think</i>, and therefore deserved to be +manfully supported. Secondly, because it is my deliberate +opinion that I have been assailed on this subject in a +manner in which no man with any pretensions to public +respect or with the remotest right to express an opinion +on a subject of universal literary interest would be assailed +in any other country. . . . .</p> + +<p>I really cannot sufficiently thank you, dear Felton, +for your warm and hearty interest in these proceedings. +But it would be idle to pursue that theme, so let +it pass.</p> + +<p>The wig and whiskers are in a state of the highest +preservation. The play comes off next Wednesday night,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29" id="Page_29">[29]</a></span> +the 25th. What would I give to see you in the front row +of the centre box, your spectacles gleaming not unlike +those of my dear friend Pickwick, your face radiant with +as broad a grin as a staid professor may indulge in, and +your very coat, waistcoat, and shoulders expressive of what +we should take together when the performance was over! +I would give something (not so much, but still a good +round sum) if you could only stumble into that very dark +and dusty theatre in the daytime (at any minute between +twelve and three), and see me with my coat off, the stage +manager and universal director, urging impracticable +ladies and impossible gentlemen on to the very confines +of insanity, shouting and driving about, in my own person, +to an extent which would justify any philanthropic stranger +in clapping me into a strait-waistcoat without further +inquiry, endeavouring to goad H. into some dim and faint +understanding of a prompter's duties, and struggling in +such a vortex of noise, dirt, bustle, confusion, and inextricable +entanglement of speech and action as you would +grow giddy in contemplating. We perform "A Roland +for an Oliver," "A Good Night's Rest," and "Deaf as a +Post." This kind of voluntary hard labour used to be +my great delight. The <i>furor</i> has come strong upon me +again, and I begin to be once more of opinion that nature +intended me for the lessee of a national theatre, and that +pen, ink, and paper have spoiled a manager.</p> + +<p>Oh, how I look forward across that rolling water to +home and its small tenantry! How I busy myself in<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30" id="Page_30">[30]</a></span> +thinking how my books look, and where the tables are, +and in what positions the chairs stand relatively to the +other furniture; and whether we shall get there in the +night, or in the morning, or in the afternoon; and whether +we shall be able to surprise them, or whether they will +be too sharply looking out for us; and what our pets +will say; and how they'll look, and who will be the first +to come and shake hands, and so forth! If I could but +tell you how I have set my heart on rushing into Forster's +study (he is my great friend, and writes at the bottom +of all his letters: "My love to Felton"), and into Maclise's +painting-room, and into Macready's managerial ditto, +without a moment's warning, and how I picture every +little trait and circumstance of our arrival to myself, down +to the very colour of the bow on the cook's cap, you +would almost think I had changed places with my eldest +son, and was still in pantaloons of the thinnest texture. +I left all these things—God only knows what a love I +have for them—as coolly and calmly as any animated +cucumber; but when I come upon them again I shall +have lost all power of self-restraint, and shall as certainly +make a fool of myself (in the popular meaning of that +expression) as ever Grimaldi did in his way, or George +the Third in his.</p> + +<p>And not the less so, dear Felton, for having found +some warm hearts, and left some instalments of earnest +and sincere affection, behind me on this continent. And +whenever I turn my mental telescope hitherward, trust<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31" id="Page_31">[31]</a></span> +me that one of the first figures it will descry will wear +spectacles so like yours that the maker couldn't tell the +difference, and shall address a Greek class in such an +exact imitation of your voice, that the very students +hearing it should cry, "That's he! Three cheers. +Hoo-ray-ay-ay-ay-ay!"</p> + +<p>About those joints of yours, I think you are mistaken. +They <i>can't</i> be stiff. At the worst they merely want the +air of New York, which, being impregnated with the +flavour of last year's oysters, has a surprising effect in +rendering the human frame supple and flexible in all +cases of rust.</p> + +<p>A terrible idea occurred to me as I wrote those +words. The oyster-cellars—what do they do when oysters +are not in season? Is pickled salmon vended there? Do +they sell crabs, shrimps, winkles, herrings? The oyster-openers—what +do <i>they</i> do? Do they commit suicide in +despair, or wrench open tight drawers and cupboards and +hermetically-sealed bottles for practice? Perhaps they are +dentists out of the oyster season. Who knows?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32" id="Page_32">[32]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">1, <span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">London</span>, <i>Sunday, July 31st, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>Of all the monstrous and incalculable amount of +occupation that ever beset one unfortunate man, mine +has been the most stupendous since I came home. The +dinners I have had to eat, the places I have had to go +to, the letters I have had to answer, the sea of business +and of pleasure in which I have been plunged, not +even the genius of an —— or the pen of a —— could +describe.</p> + +<p>Wherefore I indite a monstrously short and wildly uninteresting +epistle to the American Dando; but perhaps +you don't know who Dando was. He was an oyster-eater, +my dear Felton. He used to go into oyster-shops, +without a farthing of money, and stand at the +counter eating natives, until the man who opened them +grew pale, cast down his knife, staggered backward, +struck his white forehead with his open hand, and +cried, "You are Dando!!!" He has been known to +eat twenty dozen at one sitting, and would have eaten +forty, if the truth had not flashed upon the shopkeeper. +For these offences he was constantly committed +to the House of Correction. During his last imprisonment +he was taken ill, got worse and worse, and at last began +knocking violent double knocks at Death's door. The +doctor stood beside his bed, with his fingers on his pulse. +"He is going," says the doctor. "I see it in his eye.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_33" id="Page_33">[33]</a></span> +There is only one thing that would keep life in him +for another hour, and that is—oysters." They were +immediately brought. Dando swallowed eight, and feebly +took a ninth. He held it in his mouth and looked round +the bed strangely. "Not a bad one, is it?" says the +doctor. The patient shook his head, rubbed his trembling +hand upon his stomach, bolted the oyster, and fell back—dead. +They buried him in the prison-yard, and paved +his grave with oyster-shells.</p> + +<p>We are all well and hearty, and have already begun +to wonder what time next year you and Mrs. Felton and +Dr. Howe will come across the briny sea together. To-morrow +we go to the seaside for two months. I am looking +out for news of Longfellow, and shall be delighted when +I know that he is on his way to London and this house.</p> + +<p>I am bent upon striking at the piratical newspapers +with the sharpest edge I can put upon my small axe, and +hope in the next session of Parliament to stop their +entrance into Canada. For the first time within the +memory of man, the professors of English literature seem +disposed to act together on this question. It is a good +thing to aggravate a scoundrel, if one can do nothing +else, and I think we <i>can</i> make them smart a little in +this way. . . . .</p> + +<p>I wish you had been at Greenwich the other day, where +a party of friends gave me a private dinner; public ones +I have refused. C—— was perfectly wild at the reunion, +and, after singing all manner of marine songs, wound up<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_34" id="Page_34">[34]</a></span> +the entertainment by coming home (six miles) in a little +open phaeton of mine, <i>on his head</i>, to the mingled delight +and indignation of the metropolitan police. We were +very jovial indeed; and I assure you that I drank your +health with fearful vigour and energy.</p> + +<p>On board that ship coming home I established a club, +called the United Vagabonds, to the large amusement of +the rest of the passengers. This holy brotherhood committed +all kinds of absurdities, and dined always, with a +variety of solemn forms, at one end of the table, below the +mast, away from all the rest. The captain being ill when +we were three or four days out, I produced my medicine-chest +and recovered him. We had a few more sick men +after that, and I went round "the wards" every day in +great state, accompanied by two Vagabonds, habited as +Ben Allen and Bob Sawyer, bearing enormous rolls of +plaster and huge pairs of scissors. We were really very +merry all the way, breakfasted in one party at Liverpool, +shook hands, and parted most cordially. . . . .</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately your faithful friend.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—I have looked over my journal, and have decided +to produce my American trip in two volumes. I have +written about half the first since I came home, and hope +to be out in October. This is "exclusive news," to be +communicated to any friends to whom you may like to +intrust it, my dear F——.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_35" id="Page_35">[35]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">1, Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">London</span>, <i>September 1st, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>Of course that letter in the papers was as foul a +forgery as ever felon swung for. . . . . I have not contradicted +it publicly, nor shall I. When I tilt at such wringings out +of the dirtiest mortality, I shall be another man—indeed, +almost the creature they would make me.</p> + +<p>I gave your message to Forster, who sends a despatch-box +full of kind remembrances in return. He is in a +great state of delight with the first volume of my American +book (which I have just finished), and swears loudly by +it. It is <i>True</i> and Honourable I know, and I shall hope +to send it you, complete, by the first steamer in November.</p> + +<p>Your description of the porter and the carpet-bags +prepares me for a first-rate facetious novel, brimful of +the richest humour, on which I have no doubt you are +engaged. What is it called? Sometimes I imagine the +title-page thus:</p> + +<div class='center'><big>OYSTERS</big><br /> +<small>IN</small><br /> +EVERY STYLE<br /> +<small>OR</small><br /> +<big>OPENINGS</big><br /> +<small>OF</small><br /> +LIFE<br /> +<small>BY</small><br /> +<big>YOUNG DANDO.</big> +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[36]</a></span></p> + +<p>As to the man putting the luggage on his head, as +a sort of sign, I adopt it from this hour.</p> + +<p>I date this from London, where I have come, as a good +profligate, graceless bachelor, for a day or two; leaving +my wife and babbies at the seaside. . . . . Heavens! if you +were but here at this minute! A piece of salmon and +a steak are cooking in the kitchen; it's a very wet day, +and I have had a fire lighted; the wine sparkles on a side +table; the room looks the more snug from being the +only <i>un</i>dismantled one in the house; plates are warming +for Forster and Maclise, whose knock I am momentarily +expecting; that groom I told you of, who never comes +into the house, except when we are all out of town, is +walking about in his shirt-sleeves without the smallest +consciousness of impropriety; a great mound of proofs +are waiting to be read aloud, after dinner. With what +a shout I would clap you down into the easiest chair, +my genial Felton, if you could but appear, and order you +a pair of slippers instantly!</p> + +<p>Since I have written this, the aforesaid groom—a +very small man (as the fashion is), with fiery red hair +(as the fashion is <i>not</i>)—has looked very hard at me and +fluttered about me at the same time, like a giant butterfly. +After a pause, he says, in a Sam Wellerish kind of way: +"I vent to the club this mornin', sir. There vorn't no +letters, sir." "Very good, Topping." "How's missis, +sir?" "Pretty well, Topping." "Glad to hear it, sir. +<i>My</i> missis ain't wery well, sir." "No!" "No, sir, she's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[37]</a></span> +a goin', sir, to have a hincrease wery soon, and it makes +her rather nervous, sir; and ven a young voman gets +at all down at sich a time, sir, she goes down wery deep, +sir." To this sentiment I replied affirmatively, and then +he adds, as he stirs the fire (as if he were thinking out +loud): "Wot a mystery it is! Wot a go is natur'!" +With which scrap of philosophy, he gradually gets nearer +to the door, and so fades out of the room.</p> + +<p>This same man asked me one day, soon after I came +home, what Sir John Wilson was. This is a friend of +mine, who took our house and servants, and everything +as it stood, during our absence in America. I told him +an officer. "A wot, sir?" "An officer." And then, +for fear he should think I meant a police-officer, I added, +"An officer in the army." "I beg your pardon, sir," +he said, touching his hat, "but the club as I always drove +him to wos the United Servants."</p> + +<p>The real name of this club is the United Service, but +I have no doubt he thought it was a high-life-below-stairs +kind of resort, and that this gentleman was a retired +butler or superannuated footman.</p> + +<p>There's the knock, and the Great Western sails, or +steams rather, to-morrow. Write soon again, dear Felton, +and ever believe me. . . . .</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your affectionate friend.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—All good angels prosper Dr. Howe! He, at +least, will not like me the less, I hope, for what I shall +say of Laura.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[38]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">1, Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">London</span>, <i>31st December, 1842.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>Many and many happy New Years to you and +yours! As many happy children as may be quite convenient +(no more!), and as many happy meetings between +them and our children, and between you and us, as the +kind fates in their utmost kindness shall favourably +decree!</p> + +<p>The American book (to begin with that) has been a +most complete and thorough-going success. Four large +editions have now been sold <i>and paid for</i>, and it has +won golden opinions from all sorts of men, except our +friend in F——, who is a miserable creature; a disappointed +man in great poverty, to whom I have ever +been most kind and considerate (I need scarcely say that); +and another friend in B——, no less a person than an +illustrious gentleman named ——, who wrote a story called +——. They have done no harm, and have fallen short +of their mark, which, of course, was to annoy me. Now +I am perfectly free from any diseased curiosity in such +respects, and whenever I hear of a notice of this kind, +I never read it; whereby I always conceive (don't you?) +that I get the victory. With regard to your slave-owners, +they may cry, till they are as black in the face +as their own slaves, that Dickens lies. Dickens does not +write for their satisfaction, and Dickens will not explain +for their comfort. Dickens has the name and date of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[39]</a></span> +every newspaper in which every one of those advertisements +appeared, as they know perfectly well; but Dickens +does not choose to give them, and will not at any time +between this and the day of judgment. . . . .</p> + +<p>I have been hard at work on my new book, of which +the first number has just appeared. The Paul Joneses +who pursue happiness and profit at other men's cost will +no doubt enable you to read it, almost as soon as you +receive this. I hope you will like it. And I particularly +commend, my dear Felton, one Mr. Pecksniff and his +daughters to your tender regards. I have a kind of +liking for them myself.</p> + +<p>Blessed star of morning, such a trip as we had +into Cornwall, just after Longfellow went away! The +"we" means Forster, Maclise, Stanfield (the renowned +marine painter), and the Inimitable Boz. We went +down into Devonshire by the railroad, and there we hired +an open carriage from an innkeeper, patriotic in all +Pickwick matters, and went on with post-horses. Sometimes +we travelled all night, sometimes all day, sometimes +both. I kept the joint-stock purse, ordered all the +dinners, paid all the turnpikes, conducted facetious conversations +with the post-boys, and regulated the pace at +which we travelled. Stanfield (an old sailor) consulted +an enormous map on all disputed points of wayfaring; +and referred, moreover, to a pocket-compass and other +scientific instruments. The luggage was in Forster's +department; and Maclise, having nothing particular to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_40" id="Page_40">[40]</a></span> +do, sang songs. Heavens! If you could have seen the +necks of bottles—distracting in their immense varieties +of shape—peering out of the carriage pockets! If you +could have witnessed the deep devotion of the post-boys, +the wild attachment of the hostlers, the maniac glee of +the waiters! If you could have followed us into the +earthy old churches we visited, and into the strange +caverns on the gloomy sea-shore, and down into the depths +of mines, and up to the tops of giddy heights where +the unspeakably green water was roaring, I don't know +how many hundred feet below! If you could have seen +but one gleam of the bright fires by which we sat in +the big rooms of ancient inns at night, until long after +the small hours had come and gone, or smelt but one +steam of the hot punch (not white, dear Felton, like that +amazing compound I sent you a taste of, but a rich, +genial, glowing brown) which came in every evening in +a huge broad china bowl! I never laughed in my life +as I did on this journey. It would have done you good +to hear me. I was choking and gasping and bursting +the buckle off the back of my stock, all the way. And +Stanfield (who is very much of your figure and temperament, +but fifteen years older) got into such apoplectic +entanglements that we were often obliged to beat him +on the back with portmanteaus before we could recover +him. Seriously, I do believe there never was such a +trip. And they made such sketches, those two men, in +the most romantic of our halting-places, that you would<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_41" id="Page_41">[41]</a></span> +have sworn we had the Spirit of Beauty with us, as well +as the Spirit of Fun. But stop till you come to England—I +say no more.</p> + +<p>The actuary of the national debt couldn't calculate +the number of children who are coming here on +Twelfth Night, in honour of Charley's birthday, for which +occasion I have provided a magic lantern and divers +other tremendous engines of that nature. But the best +of it is that Forster and I have purchased between us +the entire stock-in-trade of a conjurer, the practice and +display whereof is intrusted to me. And O my dear eyes, +Felton, if you could see me conjuring the company's +watches into impossible tea-caddies, and causing pieces +of money to fly, and burning pocket-handkerchiefs without +hurting 'em, and practising in my own room, without +anybody to admire, you would never forget it as long +as you live. In those tricks which require a confederate, +I am assisted (by reason of his imperturbable good humour) +by Stanfield, who always does his part exactly the wrong +way, to the unspeakable delight of all beholders. We +come out on a small scale, to-night, at Forster's, where +we see the old year out and the new one in. Particulars +shall be forwarded in my next.</p> + +<p>I have quite made up my mind that F—— really +believes he <i>does</i> know you personally, and has all his +life. He talks to me about you with such gravity that +I am afraid to grin, and feel it necessary to look quite +serious. Sometimes he <i>tells</i> me things about you, doesn't<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_42" id="Page_42">[42]</a></span> +ask me, you know, so that I am occasionally perplexed +beyond all telling, and begin to think it was he, and +not I, who went to America. It's the queerest thing in +the world.</p> + +<p>The book I was to have given Longfellow for you +is not worth sending by itself, being only a Barnaby. +But I will look up some manuscript for you (I think I +have that of the American Notes complete), and will +try to make the parcel better worth its long conveyance. +With regard to Maclise's pictures, you certainly are +quite right in your impression of them; but he is "such +a discursive devil" (as he says about himself) and flies +off at such odd tangents, that I feel it difficult to convey +to you any general notion of his purpose. I will try to +do so when I write again. I want very much to know +about —— and that charming girl. . . . . Give me full +particulars. Will you remember me cordially to Sumner, +and say I thank him for his welcome letter? The like +to Hillard, with many regards to himself and his wife, +with whom I had one night a little conversation which I +shall not readily forget. The like to Washington Allston, +and all friends who care for me and have outlived my +book. . . . . Always, my dear Felton,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +With true regard and affection, yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_43" id="Page_43">[43]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Tom +Hood.</div> + +<div class='unindent'><br /><br /><span class='smcap'>My dear Hood</span>,</div> + +<p>I can't state in figures (not very well remembering +how to get beyond a million) the number of candidates +for the Sanatorium matronship, but if you will ask your +little boy to trace figures in the beds of your garden, +beginning at the front wall, going down to the cricket-ground, +coming back to the wall again, and "carrying +over" to the next door, and will then set a skilful accountant +to add up the whole, the product, as the Tutor's +Assistants say, will give you the amount required. I +have pledged myself (being assured of her capability) to +support a near relation of Miss E——'s; otherwise, I +need not say how glad I should have been to forward +any wish of yours.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1843.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Macvey +Napier.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_19_19" id="FNanchor_19_19"></a><a href="#Footnote_19_19" class="fnanchor">[19]</a><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, London</span>, <i>January 21st, 1843.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>Let me hasten to say, in the fullest and most +explicit manner, that you have acted a most honourable, +open, fair and manly part in the matter of my complaint,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_44" id="Page_44">[44]</a></span><a name="FNanchor_20_20" id="FNanchor_20_20"></a><a href="#Footnote_20_20" class="fnanchor">[20]</a> +for which I beg you to accept my best thanks, and the +assurance of my friendship and regard. I would on no +account publish the letter you have sent me for that +purpose, as I conceive that by doing so, I should not +reciprocate the spirit in which you have written to me +privately. But if you should, upon consideration, think +it not inexpedient to set the <i>Review</i> right in regard +to this point of fact, by a note in the next number, I +should be glad to see it there.</p> + +<p>In reference to the article itself, it did, by repeating +this statement, hurt my feelings excessively; and is, in +this respect, I still conceive, most unworthy of its author. +I am at a loss to divine who its author is. I <i>know</i> he +read in some cut-throat American paper, this and other +monstrous statements, which I could at any time have +converted into sickening praise by the payment of some +fifty dollars. I know that he is perfectly aware that +his statement in the <i>Review</i> in corroboration of these +lies, would be disseminated through the whole of the +United States; and that my contradiction will never be +heard of. And though I care very little for the opinion +of any person who will set the statement of an American +editor (almost invariably an atrocious scoundrel) against +my character and conduct, such as they may be; still, +my sense of justice does revolt from this most cavalier and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_45" id="Page_45">[45]</a></span> +careless exhibition of me to a whole people, as a traveller +under false pretences, and a disappointed intriguer. The +better the acquaintance with America, the more defenceless +and more inexcusable such conduct is. For, I solemnly +declare (and appeal to any man but the writer of this +paper, who has travelled in that country, for confirmation +of my statement) that the source from which he drew +the "information" so recklessly put forth again in +England, is infinitely more obscene, disgusting, and brutal +than the very worst Sunday newspaper that has ever +been printed in Great Britain. Conceive <i>The Edinburgh +Review</i> quoting <i>The Satirist</i>, or <i>The Man about Town</i>, +as an authority against a man with one grain of honour, +or feather-weight of reputation.</p> + +<p>With regard to yourself, let me say again that I thank +you with all sincerity and heartiness, and fully acquit +you of anything but kind and generous intentions towards +me. In proof of which, I do assure you that I am even +more desirous than before to write for the <i>Review</i>, and +to find some topic which would at once please me and +you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_46" id="Page_46">[46]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Professor +Felton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">1, Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">London</span>, <i>March 2nd, 1843.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>I don't know where to begin, but plunge headlong +with a terrible splash into this letter, on the chance +of turning up somewhere.</p> + +<p>Hurrah! Up like a cork again, with <i>The North +American Review</i> in my hand. Like you, my dear +——, and I can say no more in praise of it, though I +go on to the end of the sheet. You cannot think how +much notice it has attracted here. Brougham called the +other day, with the number (thinking I might not have +seen it), and I being out at the time, he left a note, +speaking of it, and of the writer, in terms that warmed +my heart. Lord Ashburton (one of whose people wrote +a notice in the <i>Edinburgh</i> which they have since +publicly contradicted) also wrote to me about it in just +the same strain. And many others have done the like.</p> + +<p>I am in great health and spirits and powdering away +at Chuzzlewit, with all manner of facetiousness rising up +before me as I go on. As to news, I have really none, +saving that —— (who never took any exercise in his +life) has been laid up with rheumatism for weeks past, +but is now, I hope, getting better. My little captain, as +I call him—he who took me out, I mean, and with +whom I had that adventure of the cork soles—has +been in London too, and seeing all the lions under my +escort. Good heavens! I wish you could have seen<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_47" id="Page_47">[47]</a></span> +certain other mahogany-faced men (also captains) who +used to call here for him in the morning, and bear him +off to docks and rivers and all sorts of queer places, +whence he always returned late at night, with rum-and-water +tear-drops in his eyes, and a complication of +punchy smells in his mouth! He was better than a +comedy to us, having marvellous ways of tying his +pocket-handkerchief round his neck at dinner-time in a +kind of jolly embarrassment, and then forgetting what +he had done with it; also of singing songs to wrong +tunes, and calling land objects by sea names, and never +knowing what o'clock it was, but taking midnight for +seven in the evening; with many other sailor oddities, +all full of honesty, manliness, and good temper. We +took him to Drury Lane Theatre to see "Much Ado +About Nothing." But I never could find out what he +meant by turning round, after he had watched the first +two scenes with great attention, and inquiring "whether +it was a Polish piece." . . . .</p> + +<p>On the 4th of April I am going to preside at a public +dinner for the benefit of the printers; and if you were +a guest at that table, wouldn't I smite you on the +shoulder, harder than ever I rapped the well-beloved +back of Washington Irving at the City Hotel in New +York!</p> + +<p>You were asking me—I love to say asking, as if we +could talk together—about Maclise. He is such a discursive +fellow, and so eccentric in his might, that on a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_48" id="Page_48">[48]</a></span> +mental review of his pictures I can hardly tell you of +them as leading to any one strong purpose. But the +annual Exhibition of the Royal Academy comes off in +May, and then I will endeavour to give you some notion +of him. He is a tremendous creature, and might do +anything. But, like all tremendous creatures, he takes +his own way, and flies off at unexpected breaches in the +conventional wall.</p> + +<p>You know H——'s Book, I daresay. Ah! I saw a +scene of mingled comicality and seriousness at his funeral +some weeks ago, which has choked me at dinner-time +ever since. C—— and I went as mourners; and as he +lived, poor fellow, five miles out of town, I drove C—— +down. It was such a day as I hope, for the credit of +nature, is seldom seen in any parts but these—muddy, +foggy, wet, dark, cold, and unutterably wretched in +every possible respect. Now, C—— has enormous +whiskers, which straggle all down his throat in such +weather, and stick out in front of him, like a partially +unravelled bird's-nest; so that he looks queer enough at +the best, but when he is very wet, and in a state +between jollity (he is always very jolly with me) and +the deepest gravity (going to a funeral, you know), it is +utterly impossible to resist him; especially as he makes +the strangest remarks the mind of man can conceive, +without any intention of being funny, but rather meaning +to be philosophical. I really cried with an irresistible +sense of his comicality all the way; but when he was<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_49" id="Page_49">[49]</a></span> +dressed out in a black cloak and a very long black hat-band +by an undertaker (who, as he whispered me with +tears in his eyes—for he had known H—— many years—was +a "character, and he would like to sketch him"), +I thought I should have been obliged to go away. +However, we went into a little parlour where the funeral +party was, and God knows it was miserable enough, +for the widow and children were crying bitterly in one +corner, and the other mourners—mere people of ceremony, +who cared no more for the dead man than the hearse +did—were talking quite coolly and carelessly together in +another; and the contrast was as painful and distressing +as anything I ever saw. There was an Independent +clergyman present, with his bands on and a bible under +his arm, who, as soon as we were seated, addressed —— +thus, in a loud emphatic voice: "Mr. C——, have you +seen a paragraph respecting our departed friend, which +has gone the round of the morning papers?" "Yes, +sir," says C——, "I have," looking very hard at me the +while, for he had told me with some pride coming down +that it was his composition. "Oh!" said the clergyman. +"Then you will agree with me, Mr. C——, that it is not +only an insult to me, who am the servant of the Almighty, +but an insult to the Almighty, whose servant I am." +"How is that, sir?" said C——. "It is stated, Mr. C——, +in that paragraph," says the minister, "that when Mr. +H—— failed in business as a bookseller, he was persuaded +by <i>me</i> to try the pulpit; which is false, incorrect, unchristian,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_50" id="Page_50">[50]</a></span> +in a manner blasphemous, and in all respects +contemptible. Let us pray." With which, my dear +Felton, and in the same breath, I give you my word, he +knelt down, as we all did, and began a very miserable +jumble of an extemporary prayer. I was really penetrated +with sorrow for the family, but when C—— (upon his +knees, and sobbing for the loss of an old friend) whispered +me, "that if that wasn't a clergyman, and it wasn't a +funeral, he'd have punched his head," I felt as if nothing +but convulsions could possibly relieve me. . . . .</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully always, my dear Felton.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Hogarth.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>8th May, 1843.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Hogarth</span>,</div> + +<p>I was dressing to go to church yesterday morning—thinking, +very sadly, of that time six years—when your +kind note and its accompanying packet were brought to +me. The best portrait that was ever painted would be +of little value to you and me, in comparison with that +unfading picture we have within us; and of the worst +(which ——'s really is) I can only say, that it has no +interest in my eyes, beyond being something which she +sat near in its progress, full of life and beauty. In that +light, I set some store by the copy you have sent me; +and as a mark of your affection, I need not say I value it<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_51" id="Page_51">[51]</a></span> +very much. As any record of that dear face, it is utterly +worthless.</p> + +<p>I trace in many respects a strong resemblance between +her mental features and Georgina's—so strange a one, at +times, that when she and Kate and I are sitting together, +I seem to think that what has happened is a melancholy +dream from which I am just awakening. The perfect +like of what she was, will never be again, but so much +of her spirit shines out in this sister, that the old time +comes back again at some seasons, and I can hardly +separate it from the present.</p> + +<p>After she died, I dreamed of her every night for many +months—I think for the better part of a year—sometimes +as a spirit, sometimes as a living creature, never +with any of the bitterness of my real sorrow, but +always with a kind of quiet happiness, which became +so pleasant to me that I never lay down at night +without a hope of the vision coming back in one +shape or other. And so it did. I went down into Yorkshire, +and finding it still present to me, in a strange +scene and a strange bed, I could not help mentioning +the circumstance in a note I wrote home to Kate. From +that moment I have never dreamed of her once, though +she is so much in my thoughts at all times (especially +when I am successful, and have prospered in anything) +that the recollection of her is an essential part of my +being, and is as inseparable from my existence as the +beating of my heart is.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always affectionately. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_52" id="Page_52">[52]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Professor +Felton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs, Kent</span>, <i>September 1st, 1843.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>If I thought it in the nature of things that you +and I could ever agree on paper, touching a certain +Chuzzlewitian question whereupon F—— tells me you +have remarks to make, I should immediately walk into +the same, tooth and nail. But as I don't, I won't. +Contenting myself with this prediction, that one of these +years and days, you will write or say to me: "My dear +Dickens, you were right, though rough, and did a world +of good, though you got most thoroughly hated for it." +To which I shall reply: "My dear Felton, I looked a +long way off and not immediately under my nose." . . . . +At which sentiment you will laugh, and I shall laugh; +and then (for I foresee this will all happen in my land) +we shall call for another pot of porter and two or three +dozen of oysters.</p> + +<p>Now, don't you in your own heart and soul quarrel +with me for this long silence? Not half so much as I +quarrel with myself, I know; but if you could read +half the letters I write to you in imagination, you would +swear by me for the best of correspondents. The truth +is, that when I have done my morning's work, down goes +my pen, and from that minute I feel it a positive impossibility +to take it up again, until imaginary butchers +and bakers wave me to my desk. I walk about brimful +of letters, facetious descriptions, touching morsels, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_53" id="Page_53">[53]</a></span> +pathetic friendships, but can't for the soul of me uncork +myself. The post-office is my rock ahead. My average +number of letters that <i>must</i> be written every day is, at +the least, a dozen. And you could no more know what +I was writing to you spiritually, from the perusal of the +bodily thirteenth, than you could tell from my hat what +was going on in my head, or could read my heart on +the surface of my flannel waistcoat.</p> + +<p>This is a little fishing-place; intensely quiet; built +on a cliff, whereon—in the centre of a tiny semicircular +bay—our house stands; the sea rolling and dashing under +the windows. Seven miles out are the Goodwin Sands +(you've heard of the Goodwin Sands?) whence floating +lights perpetually wink after dark, as if they were carrying +on intrigues with the servants. Also there is a big +lighthouse called the North Foreland on a hill behind +the village, a severe parsonic light, which reproves the +young and giddy floaters, and stares grimly out upon +the sea. Under the cliff are rare good sands, where all +the children assemble every morning and throw up +impossible fortifications, which the sea throws down again +at high water. Old gentlemen and ancient ladies flirt +after their own manner in two reading-rooms and on a +great many scattered seats in the open air. Other old +gentlemen look all day through telescopes and never see +anything. In a bay-window in a one-pair sits, from nine +o'clock to one, a gentleman with rather long hair and no +neckcloth, who writes and grins as if he thought he were<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_54" id="Page_54">[54]</a></span> +very funny indeed. His name is Boz. At one he disappears, +and presently emerges from a bathing-machine, +and may be seen—a kind of salmon-coloured porpoise—splashing +about in the ocean. After that he may be +seen in another bay-window on the ground-floor, eating +a strong lunch; after that, walking a dozen miles or so, +or lying on his back in the sand reading a book. Nobody +bothers him unless they know he is disposed to be talked +to; and I am told he is very comfortable indeed. He's +as brown as a berry, and they <i>do</i> say is a small fortune +to the innkeeper who sells beer and cold punch. But +this is mere rumour. Sometimes he goes up to London +(eighty miles, or so, away), and then I'm told there is +a sound in Lincoln's Inn Fields at night, as of men laughing, +together with a clinking of knives and forks and +wine-glasses.</p> + +<p>I never shall have been so near you since we parted +aboard the <i>George Washington</i> as next Tuesday. Forster, +Maclise, and I, and perhaps Stanfield, are then going +aboard the Cunard steamer at Liverpool, to bid Macready +good-bye, and bring his wife away. It will be a very +hard parting. You will see and know him of course. +We gave him a splendid dinner last Saturday at Richmond, +whereat I presided with my accustomed grace. He is +one of the noblest fellows in the world, and I would +give a great deal that you and I should sit beside each +other to see him play Virginius, Lear, or Werner, which +I take to be, every way, the greatest piece of exquisite<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_55" id="Page_55">[55]</a></span> +perfection that his lofty art is capable of attaining. His +Macbeth, especially the last act, is a tremendous reality; +but so indeed is almost everything he does. You recollect, +perhaps, that he was the guardian of our children while +we were away. I love him dearly. . . . .</p> + +<p>You asked me, long ago, about Maclise. He is such +a wayward fellow in his subjects, that it would be next +to impossible to write such an article as you were thinking +of about him. I wish you could form an idea of his +genius. One of these days a book will come out, "Moore's +Irish Melodies," entirely illustrated by him, on every page. +<i>When</i> it comes, I'll send it to you. You will have some +notion of him then. He is in great favour with the +Queen, and paints secret pictures for her to put upon +her husband's table on the morning of his birthday, and +the like. But if he has a care, he will leave his mark on +more enduring things than palace walls.</p> + +<p>And so L—— is married. I remember <i>her</i> well, and +could draw her portrait, in words, to the life. A very +beautiful and gentle creature, and a proper love for a +poet. My cordial remembrances and congratulations. Do +they live in the house where we breakfasted? . . . .</p> + +<p>I very often dream I am in America again; but, +strange to say, I never dream of you. I am always +endeavouring to get home in disguise, and have a +dreary sense of the distance. <i>À propos</i> of dreams, is it +not a strange thing if writers of fiction never dream of +their own creations; recollecting, I suppose, even in their<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_56" id="Page_56">[56]</a></span> +dreams, that they have no real existence? <i>I</i> never +dreamed of any of my own characters, and I feel it so +impossible that I would wager Scott never did of his, +real as they are. I had a good piece of absurdity in +my head a night or two ago. I dreamed that somebody +was dead. I don't know who, but it's not to the purpose. +It was a private gentleman, and a particular friend; and +I was greatly overcome when the news was broken to +me (very delicately) by a gentleman in a cocked hat, top +boots, and a sheet. Nothing else. "Good God!" I said, +"is he dead?" "He is as dead, sir," rejoined the gentleman, +"as a door-nail. But we must all die, Mr. Dickens, +sooner or later, my dear sir." "Ah!" I said. "Yes, +to be sure. Very true. But what did he die of?" The +gentleman burst into a flood of tears, and said, in a voice +broken by emotion: "He christened his youngest child, +sir, with a toasting-fork." I never in my life was so +affected as at his having fallen a victim to this complaint. +It carried a conviction to my mind that he never could +have recovered. I knew that it was the most interesting +and fatal malady in the world; and I wrung the gentleman's +hand in a convulsion of respectful admiration, for +I felt that this explanation did equal honour to his head +and heart!</p> + +<p>What do you think of Mrs. Gamp? And how do you +like the undertaker? I have a fancy that they are in +your way. Oh heaven! such green woods as I was +rambling among down in Yorkshire, when I was getting<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_57" id="Page_57">[57]</a></span> +that done last July! For days and weeks we never +saw the sky but through green boughs; and all day long +I cantered over such soft moss and turf, that the horse's +feet scarcely made a sound upon it. We have some friends +in that part of the country (close to Castle Howard, where +Lord Morpeth's father dwells in state, <i>in</i> his park indeed), +who are the jolliest of the jolly, keeping a big old country +house, with an ale cellar something larger than a reasonable +church, and everything, like Goldsmith's bear dances, +"in a concatenation accordingly." Just the place for +you, Felton! We performed some madnesses there in +the way of forfeits, picnics, rustic games, inspections of +ancient monasteries at midnight, when the moon was +shining, that would have gone to your heart, and, as +Mr. Weller says, "come out on the other side." . . . .</p> + +<p>Write soon, my dear Felton; and if I write to you +less often than I would, believe that my affectionate heart +is with you always. Loves and regards to all friends, +from yours ever and ever.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Macvey +Napier.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs</span>, <i>September 16th, 1843.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I hinted, in a letter of introduction I gave Mr. +Hood to you, that I had been thinking of a subject for +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_58" id="Page_58">[58]</a></span>the <i>Edinburgh</i>. Would it meet the purposes of the +<i>Review</i> to come out strongly against any system of education +based exclusively on the principles of the Established +Church? If it would, I should like to show why such +a thing as the Church Catechism is wholly inapplicable +to the state of ignorance that now prevails; and why no +system but one, so general in great religious principles +as to include all creeds, can meet the wants and understandings +of the dangerous classes of society. This is +the only broad ground I could hold, consistently with +what I feel and think on such a subject. But I could +give, in taking it, a description of certain voluntary +places of instruction, called "the ragged schools," now +existing in London, and of the schools in jails, and of +the ignorance presented in such places, which would +make a very striking paper, especially if they were put +in strong comparison with the effort making, by subscription, +to maintain exclusive Church instruction. I +could show these people in a state so miserable and so +neglected, that their very nature rebels against the +simplest religion, and that to convey to them the faintest +outlines of any system of distinction between right and +wrong is in itself a giant's task, before which mysteries +and squabbles for forms <i>must</i> give way. Would this be +too much for the <i>Review?</i></p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_59" id="Page_59">[59]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1844.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Professor +Felton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, London</span>, <i>January 2nd, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My very dear Felton</span>,</div> + +<p>You are a prophet, and had best retire from +business straightway. Yesterday morning, New Year's +Day, when I walked into my little workroom after breakfast, +and was looking out of window at the snow in +the garden—not seeing it particularly well in consequence +of some staggering suggestions of last night, whereby +I was beset—the postman came to the door with a knock, +for which I denounced him from my heart. Seeing your +hand upon the cover of a letter which he brought, I +immediately blessed him, presented him with a glass of +whisky, inquired after his family (they are all well), +and opened the despatch with a moist and oystery +twinkle in my eye. And on the very day from which +the new year dates, I read your New Year congratulations +as punctually as if you lived in the next house. Why +don't you?</p> + +<p>Now, if instantly on the receipt of this you will send +a free and independent citizen down to the Cunard wharf +at Boston, you will find that Captain Hewett, of the +<i>Britannia</i> steamship (my ship), has a small parcel for +Professor Felton of Cambridge; and in that parcel you +will find a Christmas Carol in prose; being a short story +of Christmas by Charles Dickens. Over which Christmas<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_60" id="Page_60">[60]</a></span> +Carol Charles Dickens wept and laughed and wept again, +and excited himself in a most extraordinary manner in +the composition; and thinking whereof he walked about +the black streets of London, fifteen and twenty miles +many a night when all the sober folks had gone +to bed. . . . . Its success is most prodigious. And by +every post all manner of strangers write all manner of +letters to him about their homes and hearths, and how +this same Carol is read aloud there, and kept on a little +shelf by itself. Indeed, it is the greatest success, as I +am told, that this ruffian and rascal has ever achieved.</p> + +<p>Forster is out again; and if he don't go in again, +after the manner in which we have been keeping Christmas, +he must be very strong indeed. Such dinings, such +dancings, such conjurings, such blindman's-buffings, such +theatre-goings, such kissings-out of old years and kissings-in +of new ones, never took place in these parts before. +To keep the Chuzzlewit going, and do this little book, +the Carol, in the odd times between two parts of it, was, +as you may suppose, pretty tight work. But when it +was done I broke out like a madman. And if you could +have seen me at a children's party at Macready's the +other night, going down a country dance with Mrs. M., +you would have thought I was a country gentleman +of independent property, residing on a tiptop farm, with +the wind blowing straight in my face every day. . . . .</p> + +<p>Your friend, Mr. P——, dined with us one day (I +don't know whether I told you this before), and pleased<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_61" id="Page_61">[61]</a></span> +us very much. Mr. C—— has dined here once, and +spent an evening here. I have not seen him lately, +though he has called twice or thrice; for K—— being +unwell and I busy, we have not been visible at our +accustomed seasons. I wonder whether H—— has fallen +in your way. Poor H——! He was a good fellow, and +has the most grateful heart I ever met with. Our +journeyings seem to be a dream now. Talking of dreams, +strange thoughts of Italy and France, and maybe Germany, +are springing up within me as the Chuzzlewit clears off. +It's a secret I have hardly breathed to anyone, but I +"think" of leaving England for a year, next midsummer, +bag and baggage, little ones and all—then coming out +with <i>such</i> a story, Felton, all at once, no parts, sledgehammer +blow.</p> + +<p>I send you a Manchester paper, as you desire. The +report is not exactly done, but very well done, notwithstanding. +It was a very splendid sight, I assure you, +and an awful-looking audience. I am going to preside +at a similar meeting at Liverpool on the 26th of next +month, and on my way home I may be obliged to preside +at another at Birmingham. I will send you papers, if +the reports be at all like the real thing.</p> + +<p>I wrote to Prescott about his book, with which I +was perfectly charmed. I think his descriptions masterly, +his style brilliant, his purpose manly and gallant always. +The introductory account of Aztec civilisation impressed +me exactly as it impressed you. From beginning to end<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_62" id="Page_62">[62]</a></span> +the whole history is enchanting and full of genius. I +only wonder that, having such an opportunity of illustrating +the doctrine of visible judgments, he never remarks, when +Cortes and his men tumble the idols down the temple +steps and call upon the people to take notice that their +gods are powerless to help themselves, that possibly if +some intelligent native had tumbled down the image +of the Virgin or patron saint after them nothing very +remarkable might have ensued in consequence.</p> + +<p>Of course you like Macready. Your name's Felton. +I wish you could see him play Lear. It is stupendously +terrible. But I suppose he would be slow to act it with +the Boston company.</p> + +<p>Hearty remembrances to Sumner, Longfellow, Prescott, +and all whom you know I love to remember. Countless +happy years to you and yours, my dear Felton, and some +instalment of them, however slight, in England, in the +loving company of</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">The Proscribed One.</span></span><br /> +Oh, breathe not his name!<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Lytton +Bulwer.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Athenæum</span>, <i>Thursday Afternoon, 25th January, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir Edward</span>,</div> + +<p>I received your kind cheque yesterday, in behalf +of the Elton family; and am much indebted to you on +their behalf.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_63" id="Page_63">[63]</a></span></p> + +<p>Pray do not believe that the least intentional neglect +has prevented me from calling on you, or that I am not +sincerely desirous to avail myself of any opportunity of +cultivating your friendship. I venture to say this to you +in an unaffected and earnest spirit, and I hope it will +not be displeasing to you.</p> + +<p>At the time when you called, and for many weeks +afterwards, I was so closely occupied with my little +Carol (the idea of which had just occurred to me), that +I never left home before the owls went out, and led +quite a solitary life. When I began to have a little time +and to go abroad again, I knew that you were in affliction, +and I then thought it better to wait, even before I left +a card at your door, until the pressure of your distress +had past.</p> + +<p>I fancy a reproachful spirit in your note, possibly +because I knew that I may appear to deserve it. But +<i>do</i> let me say to you that it would give me real pain to +retain the idea that there was any coldness between us, +and that it would give me heartfelt satisfaction to know +the reverse.</p> + +<p>I shall make a personal descent upon you before +Sunday, in the hope of telling you this myself. But I +cannot rest easy without writing it also. And if this +should lead to a better knowledge in each of us, of the +other, believe me that I shall <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'alway'">always</ins> look upon it as +something I have long wished for.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_64" id="Page_64">[64]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thompson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><a name="FNanchor_21_21" id="FNanchor_21_21"></a><a href="#Footnote_21_21" class="fnanchor">[21]</a><span class="smcap">Liverpool</span>, <i>Wednesday Night, 28th February,</i></span><br /> +<i>Half-past ten at night.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>There never were such considerate people as they +are here. After offering me unbounded hospitality and +my declining it, they leave me to myself like gentlemen. +They saved me from all sorts of intrusion at the Town +Hall—brought me back—and left me to my quiet supper +(now on the table) as they had left me to my quiet +dinner.</p> + +<p>I wish you had come. It was really a splendid sight. +The Town Hall was crammed to the roof by, I suppose, +two thousand persons. The ladies were in full dress +and immense numbers; and when Dick showed himself, +the whole assembly stood up, rustling like the leaves of +a wood. Dick, with the heart of a lion, dashed in bravely. +He introduced that about the genie in the casket with +marvellous effect; and was applauded to the echo, which +did applaud again. He was horribly nervous when he +arrived at Birmingham,<a name="FNanchor_22_22" id="FNanchor_22_22"></a><a href="#Footnote_22_22" class="fnanchor">[22]</a> but when he stood upon the +platform, I don't believe his pulse increased ten degrees. +A better and quicker audience never listened to man.</p> + +<p>The ladies had hung the hall (do you know what an +immense place it is?) with artificial flowers all round. +And on the front of the great gallery, immediately<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_65" id="Page_65">[65]</a></span> +fronting this young gentleman, were the words in artificial +flowers (you'll observe) "Welcome Boz" in letters about +six feet high. Behind his head, and about the great +organ, were immense transparencies representing several +Fames crowning a corresponding number of Dicks, at +which Victoria (taking out a poetic licence) was highly +delighted.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<p>I am going to bed. The landlady is not literary, and +calls me Mr. Digzon. In other respects it is a good +house.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +My dear Thompson, always yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Countess +of Blessington.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>March 10th, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>I have made up my mind to "see the world," and +mean to decamp, bag and baggage, next midsummer for +a twelvemonth. I purpose establishing my family in some +convenient place, from whence I can make personal +ravages on the neighbouring country, and, somehow or +other, have got it into my head that Nice would be a +favourable spot for head-quarters. You are so well +acquainted with these matters, that I am anxious to have +the benefit of your kind advice. I do not doubt that +you can tell me whether this same Nice be a healthy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_66" id="Page_66">[66]</a></span> +place the year through, whether it be reasonably cheap, +pleasant to look at and to live in, and the like. If you +will tell me, when you have ten minutes to spare for +such a client, I shall be delighted to come to you, and +guide myself by your opinion. I will not ask you to +forgive me for troubling you, because I am sure beforehand +that you will do so. I beg to be kindly remembered +to Count D'Orsay and to your nieces—I was going to +say "the Misses Power," but it looks so like the blue +board at a ladies' school, that I stopped short.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thompson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>March 13th, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>Think of Italy! Don't give that up! Why, my +house is entered at Phillips's and at Gillow's to be let +for twelve months; my letter of credit lies ready at +Coutts's; my last number of Chuzzlewit comes out in +June; and the first week, if not the first day in July, +sees me, God willing, steaming off towards the sun.</p> + +<p>Yes. We must have a few books, and everything that +is idle, sauntering, and enjoyable. We must lie down at +the bottom of those boats, and devise all kinds of engines +for improving on that gallant holiday. I see myself in a +striped shirt, moustache, blouse, red sash, straw hat, <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'an'">and</ins><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_67" id="Page_67">[67]</a></span> +white trousers, sitting astride a mule, and not caring for +the clock, the day of the month, or the week. Tinkling +bells upon the mule, I hope. I look forward to it day +and night, and wish the time were come. Don't <i>you</i> +give it up. That's all.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Always, my dear Thompson,</span><br /> +Faithfully your friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Sunday, March 24th, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>My study fireplace having been suddenly seized +with symptoms of insanity, I have been in great affliction. +The bricklayer was called in, and considered it necessary +to perform an extensive operation without delay. I don't +know whether you are aware of a peculiar bricky raggedness +(not unaccompanied by pendent stalactites of mortar) +which is exposed to view on the removal of a stove, or +are acquainted with the suffocating properties of a kind +of accidental snuff which flies out of the same cavernous +region in great abundance. It is very distressing. I +have been walking about the house after the manner of +the dove before the waters subsided for some days, and +have no pens or ink or paper. Hence this gap in our +correspondence which I now repair.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_68" id="Page_68">[68]</a></span></p> + +<p>What are you doing??? When are you coming +away???? Why are you stopping there????? Do +enlighten me, for I think of you constantly, and have +a true and real interest in your proceedings.</p> + +<p>D'Orsay, who knows Italy very well indeed, strenuously +insists there is no such place for headquarters as Pisa. +Lady Blessington says so also. What do you say? On +the first of July! The first of July! Dick turns his head +towards the orange groves.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<p>Daniel not having yet come to judgment, there is no +news stirring. Every morning I proclaim: "At home to +Mr. Thompson." Every evening I ejaculate with Monsieur +Jacques<a name="FNanchor_23_23" id="FNanchor_23_23"></a><a href="#Footnote_23_23" class="fnanchor">[23]</a>: "But he weel come. I know he weel." After +which I look vacantly at the boxes; put my hands to +my gray wig, as if to make quite sure that it is still on +my head, all safe: and go off, first entrance O.P. to soft +music.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<div class='sig'> +Always faithfully your friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Ebenezer +Jones.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, York Gate, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 15th April, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I don't know how it has happened that I have +been so long in acknowledging the receipt of your kind<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_69" id="Page_69">[69]</a></span> +present of your poems<a name="FNanchor_24_24" id="FNanchor_24_24"></a><a href="#Footnote_24_24" class="fnanchor">[24]</a>; but I <i>do</i> know that I have +often thought of writing to you, and have very often +reproached myself for not carrying that thought into +execution.</p> + +<p>I have not been neglectful of the poems themselves, +I assure you, but have read them with very great pleasure. +They struck me at the first glance as being +remarkably nervous, picturesque, imaginative, and original. +I have frequently recurred to them since, and never +with the slightest abatement of that impression. I am +much flattered and gratified by your recollection of me. +I beg you to believe in my unaffected sympathy with, +and appreciation of, your powers; and I entreat you to +accept my best wishes, and genuine though tardy thanks.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Dear Sir, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Charles +Babbage.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">9, Osnaburgh Terrace, New Road</span>, <i>28th May, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I regret to say that we are placed in the preposterous +situation of being obliged to postpone our +little dinner-party on Saturday, by reason of having no +house to dine in. We have not been burnt out; but a +desirable widow (as a tenant, I mean) proposed, only<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_70" id="Page_70">[70]</a></span> +last Saturday, to take our own house for the whole term +of our intended absence abroad, on condition that she +had possession of it to-day. We fled, and were driven +into this place, which has no convenience for the production +of any other banquet than a cold collation of +plate and linen, the only comforts we have not left +behind us.</p> + +<p>My consolation lies in knowing what sort of dinner +you would have had if you had come <i>here</i>, and in looking +forward to claiming the fulfilment of your kind promise +when we are again at home.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always believe me, my dear Sir, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Countess of +Blessington.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Milan</span>, <i>Wednesday, November 20th, 1844.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>Appearances are against me. Don't believe them. +I have written you, in intention, fifty letters, and I can +claim no credit for anyone of them (though they were +the best letters you ever read), for they all originated in +my desire to live in your memory and regard. Since I +heard from Count D'Orsay, I have been beset in I don't +know how many ways. First of all, I went to Marseilles +and came back to Genoa. Then I moved to the Peschiere. +Then some people, who had been present at the Scientific<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_71" id="Page_71">[71]</a></span> +Congress here, made a sudden inroad on that establishment, +and overran it. Then they went away, and I +shut myself up for a month, close and tight, over my +little Christmas book, "The Chimes." All my affections +and passions got twined and knotted up in it, +and I became as haggard as a murderer, long before I +wrote "The End." When I had done that, like "<i>The</i> +man of Thessaly," who having scratched his eyes out in +a quickset hedge, plunged into a bramble-bush to scratch +them in again, I fled to Venice, to recover the composure +I had disturbed. From thence I went to Verona and to +Mantua. And now I am here—just come up from underground, +and earthy all over, from seeing that extraordinary +tomb in which the dead saint lies in an alabaster +case, with sparkling jewels all about him to mock his +dusty eyes, not to mention the twenty-franc pieces which +devout votaries were ringing down upon a sort of sky-light +in the cathedral pavement above, as if it were the +counter of his heavenly shop. You know Verona? You +know everything in Italy, <i>I</i> know. The Roman Amphitheatre +there delighted me beyond expression. I never +saw anything so full of solemn ancient interest. There +are the four-and-forty rows of seats, as fresh and +perfect as if their occupants had vacated them but +yesterday—the entrances, passages, dens, rooms, corridors, +the numbers over some of the arches. An equestrian +troop had been there some days before, and had +scooped out a little ring at one end of the arena, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_72" id="Page_72">[72]</a></span> +had their performances in that spot. I should like to +have seen it, of all things, for its very dreariness. Fancy +a handful of people sprinkled over one corner of the +great place (the whole population of Verona wouldn't +fill it now); and a spangled cavalier bowing to the +echoes, and the grass-grown walls! I climbed to the +topmost seat, and looked away at the beautiful view for +some minutes; when I turned round, and looked down +into the theatre again, it had exactly the appearance of +an immense straw hat, to which the helmet in the Castle +of Otranto was a baby; the rows of seats representing +the different plaits of straw, and the arena the inside of +the crown. I had great expectations of Venice, but +they fell immeasurably short of the wonderful reality. +The short time I passed there went by me in a dream. +I hardly think it possible to exaggerate its beauties, its +sources of interest, its uncommon novelty and freshness. +A thousand and one realisations of the Thousand +and one Nights, could scarcely captivate and enchant me +more than Venice.</p> + +<p>Your old house at Albaro—Il Paradiso—is spoken +of as yours to this day. What a gallant place it is! I +don't know the present inmate, but I hear that he +bought and furnished it not long since, with great splendour, +in the French style, and that he wishes to sell it. +I wish I were rich and could buy it. There is a third-rate +wine shop below Byron's house, and the place looks +dull and miserable, and ruinous enough. Old —— is a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_73" id="Page_73">[73]</a></span> +trifle uglier than when I first arrived. He has periodical +parties, at which there are a great many flowerpots and +a few ices—no other refreshments. He goes about, constantly +charged with extemporaneous poetry, and is +always ready, like tavern dinners, on the shortest notice +and the most reasonable terms. He keeps a gigantic +harp in his bedroom, together with pen, ink, and +paper, for fixing his ideas as they flow, a kind of +profane King David, but truly good-natured and very +harmless.</p> + +<p>Pray say to Count D'Orsay everything that is cordial +and loving from me. The travelling purse he gave me +has been of immense service. It has been constantly +opened. All Italy seems to yearn to put its hand in it. +I think of hanging it, when I come back to England, +on a nail as a trophy, and of gashing the brim like the +blade of an old sword, and saying to my son and heir, +as they do upon the stage: "You see this notch, boy? +Five hundred francs were laid low on that day, for post-horses. +Where this gap is, a waiter charged your father +treble the correct amount—and got it. This end, worn +into teeth like the rasped edge of an old file, is sacred +to the Custom Houses, boy, the passports, and the +shabby soldiers at town-gates, who put an open hand +and a dirty coat-cuff into the coach windows of all 'Forestieri.' +Take it, boy. Thy father has nothing else to +give!"</p> + +<p>My desk is cooling itself in a mail-coach, somewhere<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_74" id="Page_74">[74]</a></span> +down at the back of the cathedral, and the pens and ink +in this house are so detestable, that I have no hope of +your ever getting to this portion of my letter. But I +have the less misery in this state of mind, from knowing +that it has nothing in it to repay you for the trouble of +perusal.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Covent Garden</span>, <i>Sunday, Noon (December, 1844).</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>Business for other people (and by no means of a +pleasant kind) has held me prisoner during two whole +days, and will so detain me to-day, in the very agony of +my departure for Italy again, that I shall not even be +able to reach Gore House once more, on which I had set +my heart. I cannot bear the thought of going away +without some sort of reference to the happy day you +gave me on Monday, and the pleasure and delight I +had in your earnest greeting. I shall never forget it, +believe me. It would be worth going to China—it +would be worth going to America, to come home again +for the pleasure of such a meeting with you and Count +D'Orsay—to whom my love, and something as near it +to Miss Power and her sister as it is lawful to send. It +will be an unspeakable satisfaction to me (though I am<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_75" id="Page_75">[75]</a></span> +not maliciously disposed) to know under your own hand +at Genoa that my little book made you cry. I hope to +prove a better correspondent on my return to those +shores. But better or worse, or any how, I am ever, +my dear Lady Blessington, in no common degree, and +not with an every-day regard, yours.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1845.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Genoa</span>, <i>May 9th, 1845.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>Once more in my old quarters, and with rather a +tired sole to my foot, from having found such an immense +number of different resting-places for it since I went +away. I write you my last Italian letter for this bout, +designing to leave here, please God, on the ninth of +next month, and to be in London again by the end of +June. I am looking forward with great delight to the +pleasure of seeing you once more, and mean to come to +Gore House with such a swoop as shall astonish the +poodle, if, after being accustomed to his own size and +sense, he retain the power of being astonished at anything<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_76" id="Page_76">[76]</a></span> +in the wide world. You know where I have been, and +every mile of ground I have travelled over, and every +object I have seen. It is next to impossible, surely, to +exaggerate the interest of Rome; though, I think, it +<i>is</i> very possible to find the main source of interest in +the wrong things. Naples disappointed me greatly. The +weather was bad during a great part of my stay there. +But if I had not had mud, I should have had dust, and +though I had had sun, I must still have had the Lazzaroni. +And they are so ragged, so dirty, so abject, so full of +degradation, so sunken and steeped in the hopelessness +of better things, that they would make heaven uncomfortable, +if they could ever get there. I didn't expect +to see a handsome city, but I expected something better +than that long dull line of squalid houses, which stretches +from the Chiaja to the quarter of the Porta Capuana; +and while I was quite prepared for a miserable populace, +I had some dim belief that there were bright rays among +them, and dancing legs, and shining sun-browned faces. +Whereas the honest truth is, that connected with Naples +itself, I have not one solitary recollection. The country +round it charmed me, I need not say. Who can forget +Herculaneum and Pompeii?</p> + +<p>As to Vesuvius, it burns away in my thoughts, beside +the roaring waters of Niagara, and not a splash of the +water extinguishes a spark of the fire; but there they +go on, tumbling and flaming night and day, each in its +fullest glory.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_77" id="Page_77">[77]</a></span></p> + +<p>I have seen so many wonders, and each of them has +such a voice of its own, that I sit all day long listening +to the roar they make as if it were in a sea-shell, and +have fallen into an idleness so complete, that I can't +rouse myself sufficiently to go to Pisa on the twenty-fifth, +when the triennial illumination of the Cathedral and +Leaning Tower, and Bridges, and what not, takes place. +But I have already been there; and it cannot beat St. +Peter's, I suppose. So I don't think I shall pluck +myself up by the roots, and go aboard a steamer for +Leghorn. Let me thank you heartily for the "Keepsake" +and the "Book of Beauty." They reached me a week +or two ago. I have been very much struck by two +papers in them—one, Landor's "Conversations," among +the most charming, profound, and delicate productions I +have ever read; the other, your lines on Byron's room +at Venice. I am as sure that you wrote them from your +heart, as I am that they found their way immediately to +mine.</p> + +<p>It delights me to receive such accounts of Maclise's +fresco. If he will only give his magnificent genius fair +play, there is not enough cant and dulness even in the +criticism of art from which Sterne prayed kind heaven +to defend him, as the worst of all the cants continually +canted in this canting world—to keep the giant down +an hour.</p> + +<p>Our poor friend, the naval governor,<a name="FNanchor_25_25" id="FNanchor_25_25"></a><a href="#Footnote_25_25" class="fnanchor">[25]</a> has lost his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_78" id="Page_78">[78]</a></span> +wife, I am sorry to hear, since you and I spoke of his +pleasant face. Do not let your nieces forget me, if +you can help it, and give my love to Count D'Orsay, +with many thanks to him for his charming letter. I +was greatly amused by his account of ——. There +was a cold shade of aristocracy about it, and a +dampness of cold water, which entertained me beyond +measure.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Macvey +Napier.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">1, Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>July 28th, 1845.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>As my note is to bear reference to business, I will +make it as short and plain as I can. I think I could +write a pretty good and a well-timed article on the <i>Punishment +of Death</i>, and sympathy with great criminals, instancing +the gross and depraved curiosity that exists in +reference to them, by some of the outrageous things that +were written, done, and said in recent cases. But as I +am not sure that my views would be yours, and as their +statement would be quite inseparable from such a paper, +I will briefly set down their purport that you may decide +for yourself.</p> + +<p>Society, having arrived at that state in which it spares<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_79" id="Page_79">[79]</a></span> +bodily torture to the worst criminals, and having agreed, +if criminals be put to death at all, to kill them in the +speediest way, I consider the question with reference to +society, and not at all with reference to the criminal, +holding that, in a case of cruel and deliberate murder, +he is already mercifully and sparingly treated. But, as +a question for the deliberate consideration of all reflective +persons, I put this view of the case. With such +very repulsive and odious details before us, may it not +be well to inquire whether the punishment of death be +beneficial to society? I believe it to have a horrible fascination +for many of those persons who render themselves +liable to it, impelling them onward to the acquisition +of a frightful notoriety; and (setting aside the strong +confirmation of this idea afforded in individual instances) +I presume this to be the case in very badly regulated +minds, when I observe the strange fascination which +everything connected with this punishment, or the object +of it, possesses for tens of thousands of decent, virtuous, +well-conducted people, who are quite unable to resist +the published portraits, letters, anecdotes, smilings, snuff-takings, +of the bloodiest and most unnatural scoundrel +with the gallows before him. I observe that this strange +interest does not prevail to anything like the same degree +where death is not the penalty. Therefore I connect it +with the dread and mystery surrounding death in any +shape, but especially in this avenging form, and am disposed +to come to the conclusion that it produces crime<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_80" id="Page_80">[80]</a></span> +in the criminally disposed, and engenders a diseased +sympathy—morbid and bad, but natural and often irresistible—among +the well-conducted and gentle. Regarding +it as doing harm to both these classes, it may even then +be right to inquire, whether it has any salutary influence +on those small knots and specks of people, mere bubbles +in the living ocean, who actually behold its infliction with +their proper eyes. On this head it is scarcely possible +to entertain a doubt, for we know that robbery, and +obscenity, and callous indifference are of no commoner +occurrence anywhere than at the foot of the scaffold. +Furthermore, we know that all exhibitions of agony and +death have a tendency to brutalise and harden the feelings +of men, and have always been the most rife among the +fiercest people. Again, it is a great question whether +ignorant and dissolute persons (ever the great body of +spectators, as few others will attend), seeing <i>that</i> murder +done, and not having seen the other, will not, almost of +necessity, sympathise with the man who dies before them, +especially as he is shown, a martyr to their fancy, tied +and bound, alone among scores, with every kind of odds +against him.</p> + +<p>I should take all these threads up at the end by a +vivid little sketch of the origin and progress of such a +crime as Hooker's, stating a somewhat parallel case, but +an imaginary one, pursuing its hero to his death, and +showing what enormous harm he does <i>after</i> the crime +for which he suffers. I should state none of these positions<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_81" id="Page_81">[81]</a></span> +in a positive sledge-hammer way, but tempt and +lure the reader into the discussion of them in his own +mind; and so we come to this at last—whether it be for +the benefit of society to elevate even this crime to the +awful dignity and notoriety of death; and whether it +would not be much more to its advantage to substitute +a mean and shameful punishment, degrading the deed +and the committer of the deed, and leaving the general +compassion to expend itself upon the only theme at +present quite forgotten in the history, that is to say, +the murdered person.</p> + +<p>I do not give you this as an outline of the paper, +which I think I could make attractive. It is merely +an exposition of the inferences to which its whole +philosophy must tend.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thompson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>17th October, 1845.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>Roche has not returned; and from what I hear +of your movements, I fear I cannot answer for his being +here in time for you.</p> + +<p>I enclose you, lest I should forget it, the letter to +the Peschiere agent. He is the Marquis Pallavicini's +man of business, and speaks the most abominable Genoese<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_82" id="Page_82">[82]</a></span> +ever heard. He is a rascal of course; but a more reliable +villain, in his way, than the rest of his kind.</p> + +<p>You recollect what I told you of the Swiss banker's +wife, the English lady? If you would like Christiana<a name="FNanchor_26_26" id="FNanchor_26_26"></a><a href="#Footnote_26_26" class="fnanchor">[26]</a> to +have a friend at Genoa in the person of a most affectionate +and excellent little woman, and if you would +like to have a resource in the most elegant and comfortable +family there, I need not say that I shall be +delighted to give you a letter to those who would die +to serve me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. H. P. +Smith.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>4th November, 1845.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Smith</span>,</div> + +<p>My chickens and their little aunt will be delighted +to do honour to the Lord Mayor on the ninth. So should +I be, but I am hard at it, grinding my teeth.</p> + +<p>I came down with Thompson the other day, hoping +to see you. You are keeping it up, however, in some +holiday region, and your glass-case looked like a large +pantry, out of which some giant had stolen the meat.</p> + +<p>Best regards to Mrs. Smith from all of us. Kate +quite hearty, and the baby, like Goldsmith's bear, "in a +concatenation" accordingly.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always, my dear Smith, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_83" id="Page_83">[83]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Macvey +Napier.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>November 10th, 1845.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I write to you in great haste. I most bitterly +regret the being obliged to disappoint and inconvenience +you (as I fear I shall do), but I find it will be <i>impossible</i> +for me to write the paper on Capital Punishment for +your next number. The fault is really not mine. I have +been involved for the last fortnight in one maze of distractions, +which nothing could have enabled me to anticipate +or prevent. Everything I have had to do has been +interfered with and cast aside. I have never in my life +had so many insuperable obstacles crowded into the way +of my pursuits. It is as little my fault, believe me, as +though I were ill and wrote to you from my bed. And +pray bear as gently as you can with the vexation I occasion +you, when I tell you how very heavily it falls upon +myself.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_84" id="Page_84">[84]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1846.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. J. +Fox.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of the "Daily News," Whitefriars</span>,</span><br /> +<i>21st January, 1846.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fox</span>,<a name="FNanchor_27_27" id="FNanchor_27_27"></a><a href="#Footnote_27_27" class="fnanchor">[27]</a></div> + +<p>The boy is in waiting. I need not tell you how +our Printer failed us last night.<a name="FNanchor_28_28" id="FNanchor_28_28"></a><a href="#Footnote_28_28" class="fnanchor">[28]</a> I hope for better +things to-night, and am bent on a fight for it. If we +can get a good paper to-morrow, I believe we are as safe +as such a thing can be.</p> + +<p>Your leader most excellent. I made bold to take +out —— for reasons that I hinted at the other day, and +which I think have validity in them. He is unscrupulous +and indiscreet. Cobden never so.</p> + +<p>It didn't offend you?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_85" id="Page_85">[85]</a></span></p> +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thompson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Rosemont</span>, <i>Tuesday Morning.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>All kinds of hearty and cordial congratulations on +the event.<a name="FNanchor_29_29" id="FNanchor_29_29"></a><a href="#Footnote_29_29" class="fnanchor">[29]</a> We are all delighted that it is at last well +over. There is an uncertainty attendant on angelic +strangers (as Miss Tox says) which it is a great relief +to have so happily disposed of.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">48, Rue de Courcelles, St. Honoré, Paris</span>,</span><br /> +<i>2nd December, 1846.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thompson</span>,</div> + +<p>We got to Paris, in due course, on the Friday +evening. We had a pleasant and prosperous journey, +having rather cold weather in Switzerland and on the +borders thereof, and a slight detention of three hours +and a half at the frontier Custom House, atop of a mountain, +in a hard frost and a dense fog. We came into +this house last Thursday. It has a pretty drawing-room, +approached through four most extraordinary chambers. +It is the most ridiculous and preposterous house in the +world, I should think. It belongs to a Marquis Castellane, +but was fitted (so Paul Pry Poole said, who dined here +yesterday) by —— in a fit of temporary insanity, I have +no doubt. The dining-room is mere midsummer madness, +and is designed to represent a bosky grove.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_86" id="Page_86">[86]</a></span></p> +<p>At this present writing, snow is falling in the street, +and the weather is very cold, but not so cold as it was +yesterday. I dined with Lord Normanby on Sunday last. +Everything seems to be queer and uncomfortable in the +diplomatic way, and he is rather bothered and worried, +to my thinking. I found young Sheridan (Mrs. Norton's +brother) the attaché. I know him very well, and he is +a good man for my sight-seeing purposes. There are +to be no theatricals unless the times should so adjust +themselves as to admit of their being French, to which +the Markis seems to incline, as a bit of conciliation and +a popular move.</p> + +<p>Lumley, of Italian opera notoriety, also dined here +yesterday, and seems hugely afeard of the opposition +opera at Covent Garden, who have already spirited away +Grisi and Mario, which he affects to consider a great +comfort and relief. I gave him some uncompromising +information on the subject of his pit, and told him that +if he didn't conciliate the middle classes, he might depend +on being damaged, very decidedly. The danger of +the Covent Garden enterprise seems to me to be that +they are going in for ballet too, and I really don't +think the house is large enough to repay the double +expense.</p> + +<p>Forster writes me that Mac has come out with +tremendous vigour in the Christmas Book, and took +off his coat at it with a burst of such alarming energy +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_87" id="Page_87">[87]</a></span>that he has done four subjects! Stanfield has done +three. Keeleys are making that "change"<a name="FNanchor_30_30" id="FNanchor_30_30"></a><a href="#Footnote_30_30" class="fnanchor">[30]</a> I was so +hot upon at Lausanne, and seem ready to spend money +with bold hearts, but the cast (as far as I know it, at +present) would appear to be black despair and moody +madness. J. W. Leigh Murray, from the Princess's, is +to be the Alfred, and Forster says there is a Mrs. Gordon +at Bolton's who must be got for Grace. I am horribly +afraid —— will do one of the lawyers, and there seems to be +nobody but —— for Marion. I shall run over and carry +consternation into the establishment, as soon as I have +done the number. But I have not begun it yet, though +I hope to do so to-night, having been quite put out by +chopping and changing about, and by a vile touch of +biliousness, that makes my eyes feel as if they were +yellow bullets. "Dombey" has passed its thirty thousand +already. Do you remember a mysterious man in a straw +hat low-crowned, and a Petersham coat, who was a sort +of manager or amateur man-servant at Miss Kelly's? +Mr. Baynton Bolt, sir, came out, the other night, as +Macbeth, at the Royal Surrey Theatre.</p> + +<p>There's all my news for you! Let me know, in +return, whether you have fought a duel yet with your +milingtary landlord, and whether Lausanne is still that +giddy whirl of dissipation it was wont to be, also full +particulars of your fairer and better half, and of the +baby. I will send a Christmas book to Clermont as +soon as I get any copies. And so no more at present from +yours ever.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_88" id="Page_88">[88]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1847.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>January 12th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir Edward</span>,</div> + +<p>The Committee of the General Theatrical Fund (who +are all actors) are anxious to prefer a petition to you to +preside at their next annual dinner at the London Tavern, +and having no personal knowledge of you, have requested +me, as one of their Trustees, through their Secretary, +Mr. Cullenford, to give them some kind of presentation +to you.</p> + +<p>I will only say that I have felt great interest in their +design, which embraces all sorts and conditions of actors +from the first, and it has been maintained by themselves +with extraordinary perseverance and determination. It has +been in existence some years, but it is only two years since +they began to dine. At their first festival I presided, at +their second, Macready. They very naturally hold that +if they could prevail on you to reign over them now they +would secure a most powerful and excellent advocate, +whose aid would serve and grace their cause immensely. +I sympathise with their feeling so cordially, and know so +well that it would certainly be mine if I were in their case +(as, indeed, it is, being their friend), that I comply with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_89" id="Page_89">[89]</a></span> +their request for an introduction. And I will not ask you to +excuse my troubling you, feeling sure that I may use this +liberty with you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Countess of +Blessington.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">48, Rue de Courcelles, Paris</span>, <i>January 24th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Blessington</span>,</div> + +<p>I feel very wicked in beginning this note, and +deeply remorseful for not having begun and ended it +long ago. But <i>you</i> know how difficult it is to write +letters in the midst of a writing life; and as you +know too (I hope) how earnestly and affectionately +I always think of you, wherever I am, I take heart, +on a little consideration, and feel comparatively good +again.</p> + +<p>Forster has been cramming into the space of a fortnight +every description of impossible and inconsistent +occupation in the way of sight-seeing. He has been +now at Versailles, now in the prisons, now at the opera, +now at the hospitals, now at the Conservatoire, and now +at the Morgue, with a dreadful insatiability. I begin +to doubt whether I had anything to do with a book called +"Dombey," or ever sat over number five (not finished +a fortnight yet) day after day, until I half began, like<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_90" id="Page_90">[90]</a></span> +the monk in poor Wilkie's story, to think it the only +reality in life, and to mistake all the realities for short-lived +shadows.</p> + +<p>Among the multitude of sights, we saw our pleasant +little bud of a friend, Rose Chéri, play Clarissa Harlowe +the other night. I believe she does it in London just +now, and perhaps you may have seen it. A most charming, +intelligent, modest, affecting piece of acting it is, +with a death superior to anything I ever saw on the +stage, except Macready's Lear. The theatres are +admirable just now. We saw "Gentil Bernard" at the +Variétés last night, acted in a manner that was absolutely +perfect. It was a little picture of Watteau, animated +and talking from beginning to end. At the +Cirque there is a new show-piece called the "French +Revolution," in which there is a representation of the +National Convention, and a series of battles (fought by +some five hundred people, who look like five thousand) +that are wonderful in their extraordinary vigour and +truth. Gun-cotton gives its name to the general annual +jocose review at the Palais Royal, which is dull enough, +saving for the introduction of Alexandre Dumas, sitting +in his study beside a pile of quarto volumes about five +feet high, which he says is the first tableau of the first +act of the first piece to be played on the first night of +his new theatre. The revival of Molière's "Don Juan," +at the Français, has drawn money. It is excellently +played, and it is curious to observe how different <i>their</i><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_91" id="Page_91">[91]</a></span> +Don Juan and valet are from our English ideas of the +master and man. They are playing "Lucretia Borgia" +again at the Porte St. Martin, but it is poorly performed +and hangs fire drearily, though a very remarkable and +striking play. We were at Victor Hugo's house last +Sunday week, a most extraordinary place, looking like +an old curiosity shop, or the property-room of some +gloomy, vast, old theatre. I was much struck by Hugo +himself, who looks like a genius as he is, every inch of +him, and is very interesting and satisfactory from head +to foot. His wife is a handsome woman, with flashing +black eyes. There is also a charming ditto daughter +of fifteen or sixteen, with ditto eyes. Sitting among +old armour and old tapestry, and old coffers, and grim +old chairs and tables, and old canopies of state from +old palaces, and old golden lions going to play at skittles +with ponderous old golden balls, they made a most +romantic show and looked like a chapter out of one of +his own books.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Edward +Chapman.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Chester Place</span>, <i>Monday, 3rd May, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>Here is a young lady—Miss Power, Lady Blessington's +niece—has "gone and been" and translated a story by<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_92" id="Page_92">[92]</a></span> +Georges Sand, the French writer, which she has printed, +and got four woodcuts engraved ready for. She wants +to get it published—something in the form of the +Christmas books. I know the story, and it is a very +fine one.</p> + +<p>Will you do it for her? There is no other risk than +putting a few covers on a few copies. Half-profits is what +she expects and no loss. She has made appeal to me, and +if there is to be a hard-hearted ogre in the business at all, +I would rather it should be you than I; so I have told her +I would make proposals to your mightiness.</p> + +<p>Answer this straightway, for I have no doubt the fair +translator thinks I am tearing backwards and forwards in a +cab all day to bring the momentous affair to a conclusion.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +Sheridan +Knowles.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><a name="FNanchor_31_31" id="FNanchor_31_31"></a><a href="#Footnote_31_31" class="fnanchor">[31]</a><span class="smcap">148, King's Road, Brighton</span>, <i>26th May, 1847.</i></span><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Knowles</span>,</div> + +<p>I have learned, I hope, from the art we both profess +(if you will forgive this classification of myself with you) to +respect a man of genius in his mistakes, no less than in his +triumphs. You have so often read the human heart well<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_93" id="Page_93">[93]</a></span> +that I can readily forgive your reading mine ill, and +greatly wronging me by the supposition that any sentiment +towards you but honour and respect has ever found +a place in it.</p> + +<p>You write as few lines which, dying, you would wish +to blot, as most men. But if you ever know me better, as +I hope you may (the fault shall not be mine if you do not), +I know you will be glad to have received the assurance +that some part of your letter has been written on the sand +and that the wind has already blown over it.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Dr. Hodgson.<a name="FNanchor_32_32" id="FNanchor_32_32"></a><a href="#Footnote_32_32" class="fnanchor">[32]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Regent's Park, London</span>, <i>Friday, 4th June, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I have rarely, if ever, seen a more remarkable effort +of what I may call intellectual memory than the enclosed. +It is evidence, I think, of very uncommon power. I have +read it with the greatest interest and surprise, and I am +truly obliged to you for giving me the opportunity. If +you should see no objection to telling the young lady +herself this much, pray do so, as it is sincere praise.</p> + +<p>Your criticism of Coombe's pamphlet is as justly felt<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_94" id="Page_94">[94]</a></span> +as it is earnestly and strongly written. I undergo more +astonishment and disgust in connection with that question +of education almost every day of my life than is awakened +in me by any other member of the whole magazine of +social monsters that are walking about in these times.</p> + +<p>You were in my thoughts when your letter arrived this +morning, for we have a half-formed idea of reviving our +old amateur theatrical company for a special purpose, and +even of bringing it bodily to Manchester and Liverpool, on +which your opinion would be very valuable. If we should +decide on Monday, when we meet, to pursue our idea in +this warm weather, I will explain it to you in detail, and +ask counsel of you in regard of a performance at Liverpool. +Meantime it is mentioned to no one.</p> + +<p>Your interest in "Dombey" gives me unaffected +pleasure. I hope you will find no reason to think worse +of it as it proceeds. There is a great deal to do—one or +two things among the rest that society will not be the +worse, I hope, for thinking about a little.</p> + +<p>May I beg to be remembered to Mrs. Hodgson? You +always remember me yourself, I hope, as one who has +a hearty interest in all you do and in all you have +so admirably done for the advancement of the best +objects.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always believe me very faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_95" id="Page_95">[95]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Regent's Park, London</span>, <i>June 12th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I write to you in reference to a scheme to which +you may, perhaps, already have seen some allusion in +the London <i>Athenæum</i> of to-day.</p> + +<p>The party of amateurs connected with literature and +art, who acted in London two years ago, have resolved +to play again at one of the large theatres here for the +benefit of Leigh Hunt, and to make a great appeal to +all classes of society in behalf of a writer who should +have received long ago, but has not yet, some enduring +return from his country for all he has undergone and +all the good he has done. It is believed that such a +demonstration by literature on behalf of literature, and +such a mark of sympathy by authors and artists, for +one who has written so well, would be of more service, +present and prospective, to Hunt than almost any +other means of help that could be devised. And we +know, from himself, that it would be most gratifying +to his own feelings.</p> + +<p>The arrangements are, as yet, in an imperfect state; +for the date of their being carried out depends on our +being able to get one of the large theatres before the +close of the present London season. In the event of +our succeeding, we purpose acting in London, on +Wednesday the 14th of July, and on Monday the 19th. +On the first occasion we shall play "Every Man in His<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_96" id="Page_96">[96]</a></span> +Humour," and a farce; on the second, "The Merry +Wives of Windsor," and a farce.</p> + +<p>But we do not intend to stop here. Believing that +Leigh Hunt has done more to instruct the young men +of England, and to lend a helping hand to those who +educate themselves, than any writer in England, we are +resolved to come down, in a body, to Liverpool and +Manchester, and to act one night at each place. And +the object of my letter is, to ask you, as the representative +of the great educational establishment of Liverpool, +whether we can count on your active assistance; whether +you will form a committee to advance our object; and +whether, if we send you our circulars and addresses, +you will endeavour to secure us a full theatre, and to +enlist the general sympathy and interest in behalf of +the cause we have at heart?</p> + +<p>I address, by this post, a letter, which is almost the +counterpart of the present, to the honorary secretaries of +the Manchester Athenæum. If we find in both towns +such a response as we confidently expect, I would +propose, on behalf of my friends, that the Liverpool and +Manchester Institutions should decide for us, at which +town we shall first appear, and which play we shall act +in each place.</p> + +<p>I forbear entering into any more details, however, +until I am favoured with your reply.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Always believe me, my dear Sir,</span><br /> +faithfully your Friend. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_97" id="Page_97">[97]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Alexander +Ireland.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Regent's Park, London</span>, <i>June 17th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,<a name="FNanchor_33_33" id="FNanchor_33_33"></a><a href="#Footnote_33_33" class="fnanchor">[33]</a></div> + +<p>In the hope that I may consider myself personally +introduced to you by Dr. Hodgson, of Liverpool, I take +the liberty of addressing you in this form.</p> + +<p>I hear from that friend of ours, that you are greatly +interested in all that relates to Mr. Leigh Hunt, and that +you will be happy to promote our design in reference to +him. Allow me to assure you of the gratification with +which I have received this intelligence, and of the importance +we shall all attach to your valuable co-operation.</p> + +<p>I have received a letter from Mr. Langley, of the +Athenæum, informing me that a committee is in course +of formation, composed of directors of that institution +(acting as private gentlemen) and others. May I hope +to find that you are one of this body, and that I may +soon hear of its proceedings, and be in communication +with it?</p> + +<p>Allow me to thank you beforehand for your interest +in the cause, and to look forward to the pleasure of doing +so in person, when I come to Manchester.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Dear Sir, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_98" id="Page_98">[98]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Athenæum Club, London</span>, <i>Saturday, June 26th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>The news of Mr. Hunt's pension is quite true. +We do not propose to act in London after this change in +his affairs, but we do still distinctly propose to act in +Manchester and Liverpool. I have set forth the plain +state of the case in a letter to Mr. Robinson by this +post (a counterpart of which I have addressed to Liverpool), +and to which, in the midst of a most laborious +correspondence on the subject, I beg to refer you.</p> + +<p>It will be a great satisfaction to us to believe that +we shall still be successful in Manchester. There is great +and urgent need why we should be so, I assure you.</p> + +<p>If you can help to bring the matter speedily into a +practical and plain shape, you will render Hunt the greatest +service.</p> + +<p>I fear, in respect to your kind invitation, that neither +Jerrold nor I will feel at liberty to accept it. There was +a pathetic proposal among us that we should "keep +together;" and, as president of the society, I am bound, +I fear, to stand by the brotherhood with particular constancy. +Nor do I think that we shall have more than +one very short evening in Manchester.</p> + +<p>I write in great haste. The sooner I can know (at +Broadstairs, in Kent) the Manchester and Liverpool nights,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_99" id="Page_99">[99]</a></span> +and what the managers say, the better (I hope) will be the +entertainments.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +My dear Sir, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—I enclose a copy of our London circular, issued +before the granting of the pension.</p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs, Kent</span>, <i>July 11th, 1847.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I am much indebted to you for the present of +your notice of Hunt's books. I cannot praise it better +or more appropriately than by saying it is in Hunt's +own spirit, and most charmingly expressed. I had the +most sincere and hearty pleasure in reading it.<a name="FNanchor_34_34" id="FNanchor_34_34"></a><a href="#Footnote_34_34" class="fnanchor">[34]</a></p> + +<p>Your announcement of "The Working Man's Life" +had attracted my attention by reason of the title, which +had a great interest for me.<a name="FNanchor_35_35" id="FNanchor_35_35"></a><a href="#Footnote_35_35" class="fnanchor">[35]</a> I hardly know if there +is something wanting to my fancy in a certain genuine +simple air I had looked for in the first part. But there<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_100" id="Page_100">[100]</a></span> +is great promise in it, and I shall be earnest to know +how it proceeds.</p> + +<p>Now, to leave these pleasant matters, and resume my +managerial character, which I shall be heartily glad +(between ourselves) to lay down again, though I have +none but pleasant correspondents, and the most easily +governable company of actors on earth.</p> + +<p>I have written to Mr. Robinson by this post that I +wish these words, from our original London circular, to +stand at top of the bills, after "For the Benefit of +Mr. Leigh Hunt":</p> + +<p>"It is proposed to devote a portion of the proceeds +of this benefit to the assistance of another celebrated +writer, whose literary career is at an end, and who has +no provision for the decline of his life."</p> + +<p>I have also told him that there is no objection to its +being known that this is Mr. Poole, the author of "Paul +Pry," and "Little Pedlington," and many comic pieces +of great merit, and whose farce of "Turning the Tables" +we mean to finish with in Manchester. Beyond what he +will get from these benefits, he has no resource in this +wide world, <i>I know</i>. There are reasons which make it +desirable to get this fact abroad, and if you see no +objection to paragraphing it at your office (sending the +paragraph round, if you should please, to the other +Manchester papers), I should be much obliged to you.</p> + +<p>You may like to know, as a means of engendering a +more complete individual interest in our actors, who<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_101" id="Page_101">[101]</a></span> +they are. Jerrold and myself you have heard of; +Mr. George Cruikshank and Mr. Leech (the best caricaturists +of any time perhaps) need no introduction. +Mr. Frank Stone (a Manchester man) and Mr. Egg are +artists of high reputation. Mr. Forster is the critic +of <i>The Examiner</i>, the author of "The Lives of the +Statesmen of the Commonwealth," and very distinguished +as a writer in <i>The Edinburgh Review</i>. Mr. Lewes is +also a man of great attainments in polite literature, and +the author of a novel published not long since, called +"Ranthorpe." Mr. Costello is a periodical writer, and +a gentleman renowned as a tourist. Mr. Mark Lemon +is a dramatic author, and the editor of <i>Punch</i>—a most +excellent actor, as you will find. My brothers play small +parts, for love, and have no greater note than the Treasury +and the City confer on their disciples. Mr. Thompson +is a private gentleman. You may know all this, but I +thought it possible you might like to hold the key to +our full company. Pray use it as you will.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;">My dear Sir,</span><br /> +Faithfully yours always. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_102" id="Page_102">[102]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1848.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>10th April, 1848, Monday Evening.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I confess to small faith in any American profits +having international copyright for their aim. But I will +carefully consider Blackwood's letter (when I get it) and +will call upon you and tell you what occurs to me in +reference to it, before I communicate with that northern +light.</p> + +<p>I have been "going" to write to you for many a day +past, to thank you for your kindness to the General Theatrical +Fund people, and for your note to me; but I have waited +until I should hear of your being stationary somewhere. +What you said of the "Battle of Life" gave me great +pleasure. I was thoroughly wretched at having to use the +idea for so short a story. I did not see its full capacity +until it was too late to think of another subject, and I have +always felt that I might have done a great deal better if I +had taken it for the groundwork of a more extended book. +But for an insuperable aversion I have to trying back in +such a case, I should certainly forge that bit of metal again, +as you suggest—one of these days perhaps.</p> + +<p>I have not been special constable myself to-day—thinking +there was rather an epidemic in that wise abroad. +I walked over and looked at the preparations, without any +baggage of staff, warrant, or affidavit.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_103" id="Page_103">[103]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Cowden +Clarke.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<a name="FNanchor_36_36" id="FNanchor_36_36"></a><a href="#Footnote_36_36" class="fnanchor">[36]</a><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>14th April, 1848.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Mrs. Cowden Clarke</span>,</div> + +<p>I did not understand, when I had the pleasure of +conversing with you the other evening, that you had really +considered the subject, and desired to play. But I am very +glad to understand it now; and I am sure there will be a +universal sense among us of the grace and appropriateness +of such a proceeding. Falstaff (who depends very much on +Mrs. Quickly) may have in his modesty, some timidity +about acting with an amateur actress. But I have no +question, as you have studied the part, and long wished to +play it, that you will put him completely at his ease on the +first night of your rehearsal. Will you, towards that end, +receive this as a solemn "call" to rehearsal of "The Merry +Wives" at Miss Kelly's theatre, to-morrow (Saturday) <i>week</i> +at seven in the evening?</p> + +<p>And will you let me suggest another point for your +consideration? On the night when "The Merry Wives" +will <i>not</i> be played, and when "Every Man in his Humour" +<i>will</i> be, Kenny's farce of "Love, Law, and Physic" will be +acted. In that farce there is a very good character (one +Mrs. Hilary, which I have seen Mrs. Orger, I think, act to +admiration), that would have been played by Mrs. C. Jones, +if she had acted Dame Quickly, as we at first intended. If +you find yourself quite comfortable and at ease among us,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_104" id="Page_104">[104]</a></span> +in Mrs. Quickly, would you like to take this other part too? +It is an excellent farce, and is safe, I hope, to be very well +done.</p> + +<p>We do not play to purchase the house<a name="FNanchor_37_37" id="FNanchor_37_37"></a><a href="#Footnote_37_37" class="fnanchor">[37]</a> (which may be +positively considered as paid for), but towards endowing a +perpetual curatorship of it, for some eminent literary +veteran. And I think you will recognise in this even a +higher and more gracious object than the securing, even, +of the debt incurred for the house itself.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Alexander +Ireland.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>May 22nd, 1848.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>You very likely know that my company of amateurs +have lately been playing, with a great reputation, in +London here. The object is, "The endowment of a perpetual +curatorship of Shakespeare's house, to be always +held by some one distinguished in literature, and more +especially in dramatic literature," and we have already +a pledge from the Shakespeare House Committee that +Sheridan Knowles shall be recommended to the Government +as the first curator. This pledge, which is in the +form of a minute, we intend to advertise in our country +bills.</p> + +<p>Now, on Monday, the 5th of June, we are going to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_105" id="Page_105">[105]</a></span> +play at Liverpool, where we are assured of a warm +reception, and where an active committee for the issuing +of tickets is already formed. Do you think the Manchester +people would be equally glad to see us again, +and that the house could be filled, as before, at our old +prices? <i>If yes, would you and our other friends go, at +once, to work in the cause?</i> The only night on which +we could play in Manchester would be Saturday, the +3rd of June. It is possible that the depression of the +times may render a performance in Manchester unwise. +In that case I would immediately abandon the idea. +But what I want to know, <i>by return of post</i> is, is it +safe or unsafe? If the former, here is the bill as it +stood in London, with the addition, on the back, of a +paragraph I would insert in Manchester, of which immediate +use can be made. If the latter, my reason for +wishing to settle the point immediately is that we may +make another use of that Saturday night.</p> + +<p>Assured of your generous feeling I make no apology +for troubling you. A sum of money, got together by +these means, will insure to literature (I will take good +care of that) a proper expression of itself in the bestowal +of an essentially literary appointment, not only now but +henceforth. Much is to be done, time presses, and the +least added the better.</p> + +<p>I have addressed a counterpart of this letter to Mr. +Francis Robinson, to whom perhaps you will communicate +the bill.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_106" id="Page_106">[106]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Cowden +Clarke.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Monday Evening,</i></span><br /> +<i>July 22nd, 1848.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Clarke</span>,</div> + +<p>I have no energy whatever, I am very miserable. +I loathe domestic hearths. I yearn to be a vagabond. +Why can't I marry Mary?<a name="FNanchor_38_38" id="FNanchor_38_38"></a><a href="#Footnote_38_38" class="fnanchor">[38]</a> Why have I seven children—not +engaged at sixpence a-night apiece, and dismissable +for ever, if they tumble down, not taken on for an indefinite +time at a vast expense, and never,—no never, +never,—wearing lighted candles round their heads.<a name="FNanchor_39_39" id="FNanchor_39_39"></a><a href="#Footnote_39_39" class="fnanchor">[39]</a> I am +deeply miserable. A real house like this is insupportable, +after that canvas farm wherein I was so happy. What is a +humdrum dinner at half-past five, with nobody (but John) +to see me eat it, compared with <i>that</i> soup, and the hundreds +of pairs of eyes that watched its disappearance? Forgive +this tear.<a name="FNanchor_40_40" id="FNanchor_40_40"></a><a href="#Footnote_40_40" class="fnanchor">[40]</a> It is weak and foolish, I know.</p> + +<p>Pray let me divide the little excursional excesses of the +journey among the gentlemen, as I have always done +before, and pray believe that I have had the sincerest +pleasure and gratification in your co-operation and society, +valuable and interesting on all public accounts, and personally +of no mean worth, nor held in slight regard.</p> + +<p>You had a sister once, when we were young and happy—I +think they called her Emma. If she remember a bright +being who once flitted like a vision before her, entreat her<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_107" id="Page_107">[107]</a></span> +to bestow a thought upon the "Gas" of departed joys. I +can write no more.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span class="smcap">Y. G.<a name="FNanchor_41_41" id="FNanchor_41_41"></a><a href="#Footnote_41_41" class="fnanchor">[41]</a> the (darkened) G. L. B.<a name="FNanchor_42_42" id="FNanchor_42_42"></a><a href="#Footnote_42_42" class="fnanchor">[42]</a></span><br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—"I am completely <i>blasé</i>—literally used up. I +am dying for excitement. Is it possible that nobody can +suggest anything to make my heart beat violently, my +hair stand on end—but no!"</p> + +<p>Where did I hear those words (so truly applicable +to my forlorn condition) pronounced by some delightful +creature? In a previous state of existence, I believe.</p> + +<p>Oh, Memory, Memory!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours faithfully.<br /> +</div> + +<p>Y—no C. G.—no D. C. D. I think it is—but I don't +know—"there's nothing in it."</p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1849.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>23rd February, 1849.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir Edward</span>,</div> + +<p>I have not written sooner to thank you for "King +Arthur" because I felt sure you would prefer my reading +it before I should do so, and because I wished to have an +opportunity of reading it with the sincerity and attention +which such a composition demands.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_108" id="Page_108">[108]</a></span></p><p>This I have done. I do not write to express to you the +measure of my gratification and pleasure (for I should find +that very difficult to be accomplished to my own satisfaction), +but simply to say that I have read the poem, and +dwelt upon it with the deepest interest, admiration, and +delight; and that I feel proud of it as a very good instance +of the genius of a great writer of my own time. I should +feel it as a kind of treason to what has been awakened in +me by the book, if I were to try to set off my thanks to +you, or if I were tempted into being diffuse in its praise. +I am too earnest on the subject to have any misgiving but +that I shall convey something of my earnestness to you +in the briefest and most unaffected flow of expression.</p> + +<p>Accept it for what a genuine word of homage is worth, +and believe me,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. C. +Cowden +Clarke.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>May 5th, 1849.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I am very sorry to say that my Orphan Working +School vote is promised in behalf of an unfortunate young +orphan, who, after being canvassed for, polled for, written +for, quarrelled for, fought for, called for, and done all kind +of things for, by ladies who wouldn't go away and wouldn't +be satisfied with anything anybody said or did for them,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[109]</a></span> +was floored at the last election and comes up to the scratch +next morning, for the next election, fresher than ever. +I devoutly hope he may get in, and be lost sight of for +evermore.</p> + +<p>Pray give my kindest regards to my quondam Quickly, +and believe me,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Joseph C. +King.<a name="FNanchor_43_43" id="FNanchor_43_43"></a><a href="#Footnote_43_43" class="fnanchor">[43]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Saturday, December 1st, 1849.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I hasten to let you know what took place at Eton +to-day. I found that I <i>did</i> stand in some sort committed +to Mr. Evans, though not so much so but that I could with +perfect ease have declined to place Charley in his house if I +had desired to do so. I must say, however, that after seeing +Mr. Cookesley (a most excellent man in his way) and seeing +Mr. Evans, and Mr. Evans's house, I think I should, under +any circumstances, have given the latter the preference +as to the domestic part of Charley's life. I would certainly +prefer to try it. I therefore thought it best to propose +to have Mr. Cookesley for his tutor, and to place him as +a boarder with Mr. Evans. Both gentlemen seemed satisfied<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[110]</a></span> +with this arrangement, and Dr. Hawtrey expressed his +approval of it also.</p> + +<p>Mr. Cookesley, wishing to know what Charley could +do, asked me if I would object to leaving him there for +half-an-hour or so. As Charley appeared not at all afraid +of this proposal, I left him then and there. On my +return, Mr. Cookesley said, in high and unqualified terms, +that he had been thoroughly well grounded and well +taught—that he had examined him in Virgil and Herodotus, +and that he not only knew what he was about perfectly +well, but showed an intelligence in reference to those +authors which did his tutor great credit. He really +appeared most interested and pleased, and filled me with +a grateful feeling towards you, to whom Charley owes +so much.</p> + +<p>He said there were certain verses in imitation of Horace +(I really forget what sort of verses) to which Charley was +unaccustomed, and which were a little matter enough in +themselves, but were made a great point of at Eton, and +could be got up well in a month "<i>from an Old Etonian</i>." +For this purpose he would desire Charley to be sent every +day to a certain Mr. Hardisty, in Store Street, Bedford +Square, to whom he had already (in my absence) prepared +a note. Between ourselves, I must not hesitate to tell +you plainly that this appeared to me to be a conventional +way of bestowing a little patronage. But, of course, I +had nothing for it but to say it should be done; upon +which, Mr. Cookesley added that he was then certain that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[111]</a></span> +Charley, on coming after the Christmas holidays, would +be placed at once in "the remove," which seemed to +surprise Mr. Evans when I afterwards told him of it +as a high station.</p> + +<p>I will take him to this gentleman on Monday, and +arrange for his going there every day; but, if you will +not object, I should still like him to remain with you, and +to have the advantage of preparing these annoying verses +under your eye until the holidays. That Mr. Cookesley +may have his own way thoroughly, I will send Charley to +Mr. Hardisty daily until the school at Eton recommences.</p> + +<p>Let me impress upon you in the strongest manner, +not only that I was inexpressibly delighted myself by +the readiness with which Charley went through this +ordeal with a stranger, but that I also saw you would +have been well pleased and much gratified if you could +have seen Mr. Cookesley afterwards. He had evidently +not expected such a result, and took it as not at all an +ordinary one.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +My dear Sir, yours faithfully and obliged. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[112]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Alexander Ireland.</div> + +<div class='center'><br /><br /> +[Private.] +</div> + +<div class='date'> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace, London</span>, <i>24th December, 1849.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>You will not be offended by my saying that (in +common with many other men) I think "our London +correspondent" one of the greatest nuisances of this kind, +inasmuch as our London correspondent, seldom knowing +anything, feels bound to know everything, and becomes in +consequence a very reckless gentleman in respect of the +truthfulness of his intelligence.</p> + +<p>In your paper, sent to me this morning, I see the +correspondent mentions one ——, and records how I was +wont to feast in the house of the said ——. As I never +was in the man's house in my life, or within five miles of +it that I know of, I beg you will do me the favour to +contradict this.</p> + +<p>You will be the less surprised by my begging you to +set this right, when I tell you that, hearing of his book, +and knowing his history, I wrote to New York denouncing +him as "a forger and a thief;" that he thereupon put the +gentleman who published my letter into prison, and that +having but one day before the sailing of the last steamer to +collect the proofs printed in the accompanying sheet (which +are but a small part of the villain's life), I got them +together in short time, and sent them out to justify the +character I gave him. It is not agreeable to me to be +supposed to have sat at this amiable person's feasts.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_113" id="Page_113">[113]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1850.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs, Kent</span>, <i>Tuesday, 3rd September, 1850.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir Edward</span>,</div> + +<p>I have had the long-contemplated talk with Forster +about the play, and write to assure you that I shall be +delighted to come down to Knebworth and do Bobadil, or +anything else, provided it would suit your convenience to +hold the great dramatic festival in the last week of October. +The concluding number of "Copperfield" will prevent me +from leaving here until Saturday, the 26th of that month. +If I were at my own disposal, I hope I need not say I +should be at yours.</p> + +<p>Forster will tell you with what men we must do the +play, and what laurels we would propose to leave for the +gathering of new aspirants; of whom I hope you have a +reasonable stock in your part of the country.</p> + +<p>Do you know Mary Boyle—daughter of the old Admiral? +because she is the very best actress I ever saw off the stage, +and immeasurably better than a great many I have seen +on it. I have acted with her in a country house in +Northamptonshire, and am going to do so again next +November. If you know her, I think she would be more +than pleased to play, and by giving her something good in +a farce we could get her to do Mrs. Kitely. In that case +my little sister-in-law would "go on" for the second lady,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_114" id="Page_114">[114]</a></span> +and you could do without actresses, besides giving the +thing a particular grace and interest.</p> + +<p>If we could get Mary Boyle, we would do "Used Up," +which is a delightful piece, as the farce. But maybe you +know nothing about the said Mary, and in that case I +should like to know what you would think of doing.</p> + +<p>You gratify me more than I can tell you by what you +say about "Copperfield," the more so as I hope myself +that some heretofore-deficient qualities are there. You are +not likely to misunderstand me when I say that I like it +very much, and am deeply interested in it, and that I have +kept and am keeping my mind very steadily upon it.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Sunday Night,</i></span><br /> +<i>November 3rd, 1850.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I should have waited at home to-day on the chance +of your calling, but that I went over to look after Lemon; +and I went for this reason: the surgeon opines that +there is no possibility of Mrs. Dickens being able to play, +although she is going on "as well as possible," which I +sincerely believe.</p> + +<p>Now, <i>when</i> the accident happened, Mrs. Lemon told my +little sister-in-law that she would gladly undertake the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_115" id="Page_115">[115]</a></span> +part if it should become necessary. Going after her to-day, +I found that she and Lemon had gone out of town, but +will be back to-night. I have written to her, earnestly +urging her to the redemption of her offer. I have no +doubt of being able to see her well up in the characters; +and I hope you approve of this remedy. If she once +screws her courage to the sticking place, I have no fear +of her whatever. This is what I would say to you. If +I don't see you here, I will write to you at Forster's, +reporting progress. Don't be discouraged, for I am full +of confidence, and resolve to do the utmost that is in +me—and I well know they all will—to make the nights +at Knebworth <i>triumphant</i>. Once in a thing like this—once +in everything, to my thinking—it must be carried +out like a mighty enterprise, heart and soul.</p> + +<p>Pray regard me as wholly at the disposal of the +theatricals, until they shall be gloriously achieved.</p> + +<p>My unfortunate other half (lying in bed) is very +anxious that I should let you know that she means to +break her heart if she should be prevented from coming +as one of the audience, and that she has been devising +means all day of being brought down in the brougham +with her foot upon a T.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_116" id="Page_116">[116]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "Household Words,"</span> <i>Wednesday Evening,</i></span><br /> +<i>November 13th, 1850.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>On the principle of postponing nothing connected +with the great scheme, I have been to Ollivier's, where +I found our friend the choremusicon in a very shattered +state—his mouth wide open—the greater part of his +teeth out—his bowels disclosed to the public eye—and his +whole system frightfully disordered. In this condition he +is speechless. I cannot, therefore, report touching his +eloquence, but I find he is a piano as well as a choremusicon—that +he requires to pass through no intermediate +stage between choremusicon and piano, and therefore +that he can easily and certainly accompany songs.</p> + +<p>Now, will you have it? I am inclined to believe that +on the whole, it is the best thing.</p> + +<p>I have not heard of anything else having happened to +anybody.</p> + +<p>If I should not find you gone to Australia or elsewhere, +and should not have occasion to advertise in the third +column of <i>The Times</i>, I shall hope not to add to your +misfortunes—I dare not say to afford you consolation—by +shaking hands with you to-morrow night, and afterwards +keeping every man connected with the theatrical +department to his duty.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_117" id="Page_117">[117]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1851.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Sunday Night,</i></span><br /> +<i>January 5th, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>I am so sorry to have missed you! I had gone +down to Forster, comedy in hand.</p> + +<p>I think it <i>most admirable</i>.<a name="FNanchor_44_44" id="FNanchor_44_44"></a><a href="#Footnote_44_44" class="fnanchor">[44]</a> Full of character, strong in +interest, rich in capital situations, and <i>certain to go nobly</i>. +You know how highly I thought of "Money," but I +sincerely think these three acts finer. I did not think of +the slight suggestions you make, but I said, <i>en passant</i>, +that perhaps the drunken scene might do better on the +stage a little concentrated. I don't believe it would require +even that, with the leading-up which you propose. I +cannot say too much of the comedy to express what I think +and feel concerning it; and I look at it, too, remember, +with the yellow eye of an actor! I should have taken to it +(need I say so!) <i>con amore</i> in any case, but I should have +been jealous of your reputation, exactly as I appreciate +your generosity. If I had a misgiving of ten lines I +should have scrupulously mentioned it.</p> + +<p>Stone will take the Duke capitally; and I will answer +for his being got into doing it <i>very well</i>. Looking down +the perspective of a few winter evenings here, I am +confident about him. Forster will be thoroughly sound<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_118" id="Page_118">[118]</a></span> +and real. Lemon is so surprisingly sensible and trustworthy +on the stage, that I don't think any actor could touch his +part as he will; and I hope you will have opportunities of +testing the accuracy of this prediction. Egg ought to do +the Author to absolute perfection. As to Jerrold—there +he stands in the play! I would propose Leech (well made +up) for Easy. He is a good name, and I see nothing else +for him.</p> + +<p>This brings me to my own part. If we had anyone, or +could get anyone, for Wilmot, I could do (I think) something +so near your meaning in Sir Gilbert, that I let him +go with a pang. Assumption has charms for me—I hardly +know for how many wild reasons—so delightful, that I feel +a loss of, oh! I can't say what exquisite foolery, when I +lose a chance of being someone in voice, etc., not at all +like myself. But—I speak quite freely, knowing you will +not mistake me—I know from experience that we could +find nobody to hold the play together in Wilmot if I +didn't do it. I think I could touch the gallant, generous, +careless pretence, with the real man at the bottom of it, so +as to take the audience with him from the first scene. I +am quite sure I understand your meaning; and I am +absolutely certain that as Jerrold, Forster, and Stone came +in, I could, as a mere little bit of mechanics, present +them better by doing that part, and paying as much +attention to their points as my own, than another amateur +actor could. Therefore I throw up my cap for Wilmot, and +hereby devote myself to him, heart and head!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_119" id="Page_119">[119]</a></span></p> + +<p>I ought to tell you that in a play we once rehearsed and +never played (but rehearsed several times, and very carefully), +I saw Lemon do a piece of reality with a rugged +pathos in it, which I felt, as I stood on the stage with him +to be extraordinarily good. In the serious part of Sir +Gilbert he will surprise you. And he has an intuitive discrimination +in such things which will just keep the suspicious +part from being too droll at the outset—which will just +show a glimpse of something in the depths of it.</p> + +<p>The moment I come back to town (within a fortnight, +please God!) I will ascertain from Forster where you are. +Then I will propose to you that we call our company +together, agree upon one general plan of action, and that +you and I immediately begin to see and book our Vice-Presidents, +etc. Further, I think we ought to see about the +Queen. I would suggest our playing first about three +weeks before the opening of the Exhibition, in order that +it may be the town talk before the country people and +foreigners come. Macready thinks with me that a very +large sum of money may be got in London.</p> + +<p>I propose (for cheapness and many other considerations) +to make a theatre expressly for the purpose, which we can +put up and take down—say in the Hanover Square Rooms—and +move into the country. As Watson wanted something +of a theatre made for his forthcoming Little Go, I have +made it a sort of model of what I mean, and shall be able +to test its working powers before I see you. Many things +that, for portability, were to be avoided in Mr. Hewitt's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_120" id="Page_120">[120]</a></span> +theatre, I have replaced with less expensive and weighty +contrivances.</p> + +<p>Now, my dear Bulwer, I have come to the small hours, +and am writing alone here, as if <i>I</i> were writing something +to do what your comedy will. At such a time the temptation +is strong upon me to say a great deal more, but I will +only say this—in mercy to you—that I do devoutly believe +that this plan carried, will entirely change the status of the +literary man in England, and make a revolution in his +position, which no Government, no power on earth but his +own, could ever effect. I have implicit confidence in the +scheme—so splendidly begun—if we carry it out with a +steadfast energy. I have a strong conviction that we +hold in our hands the peace and honour of men of letters +for centuries to come, and that you are destined to be their +best and most enduring benefactor.</p> + +<p>Oh! what a procession of New Years might walk out of +all this, after we are very dusty!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours faithfully.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—I have forgotten something. I suggest this title: +"Knowing the World; or, Not So Bad As We Seem."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_121" id="Page_121">[121]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Tuesday Night, March 4th, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>I know you will be glad to hear what I have to +tell you.</p> + +<p>I wrote to the Duke of Devonshire this morning, +enclosing him the rough proof of the scheme, and +plainly telling him what we wanted, <i>i.e.</i>, to play for the +first time at his house, to the Queen and Court. Within +a couple of hours he wrote me as follows:</p> + +<div class="blockquot"><p>"<span class="smcap">Dear Sir</span>,</p> + +<p>"I have read with very great interest the prospectus +of the new endowment which you have confided +to my perusal.</p> + +<p>"Your manner of doing so is a proof that I am +honoured by your goodwill and approbation.</p> + +<p>"I'm truly happy to offer you my earnest and sincere +co-operation. My services, my house, and my subscription +will be at your orders. And I beg you to let me +see you before long, not merely to converse upon this +subject, but because I have long had the greatest wish +to improve our acquaintance, which has, as yet, been +only one of crowded rooms."</p></div> + +<p>This is quite princely, I think, and will push us along +as brilliantly as heart could desire. Don't you think +so too?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_122" id="Page_122">[122]</a></span></p> + +<p>Yesterday Lemon and I saw the Secretary of the +National Provident Institution (the best Office for the +purpose, I am inclined to think) and stated all our +requirements. We appointed to meet the chairman and +directors next Tuesday; so on the day of our reading +and dining I hope we shall have that matter in good +time.</p> + +<p>The theatre is also under consultation; and directly +after the reading we shall go briskly to work in all +departments.</p> + +<p>I hear nothing but praises of your Macready speech—of +its eloquence, delicacy, and perfect taste, all of +which it is good to hear, though I know it all beforehand +as well as most men can tell it me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever cordially.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Tuesday Morning, 25th March, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>Coming home at midnight last night after our first +rehearsal, I find your letter. I write to entreat you, if +you make any change in the first three acts, to let it be +only of the slightest kind. Because we are now fairly +under way, everybody is already drilled into his place, +and in two or three rehearsals those acts will be in a +tolerably presentable state.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_123" id="Page_123">[123]</a></span></p> + +<p>It is of vital importance that we should get the last +two acts <i>soon</i>. The Queen and Prince are coming—Phipps +wrote me yesterday the most earnest letter possible—the +time is fearfully short, and we <i>must</i> have the comedy +in such a state as that it will go like a machine. Whatever +you do, for heaven's sake don't be persuaded to +endanger that!</p> + +<p>Even at the risk of your falling into the pit with +despair at beholding anything of the comedy in its +present state, if you can by any possibility come down +to Covent Garden Theatre to-night, do. I hope you will +see in Lemon the germ of a very fine presentation of +Sir Geoffrey. I think Topham, too, will do Easy +admirably.</p> + +<p>We really did wonders last night in the way of arrangement. +I see the ground-plan of the first three acts distinctly. +The dressing and furnishing and so forth, will +be a perfect picture, and I will answer for the men in +three weeks' time.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">In great haste, my dear Bulwer,</span><br /> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Cowden +Clarke.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Great Malvern</span>, <i>29th March, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Cowden Clarke</span>,</div> + +<p>Ah, those were days indeed, when we were so +fatigued at dinner that we couldn't speak, and so revived<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_124" id="Page_124">[124]</a></span> +at supper that we couldn't go to bed; when wild in inns +the noble savage ran; and all the world was a stage, gas-lighted +in a double sense—by the Young Gas and the +old one! When Emmeline Montague (now Compton, +and the mother of two children) came to rehearse in our +new comedy<a name="FNanchor_45_45" id="FNanchor_45_45"></a><a href="#Footnote_45_45" class="fnanchor">[45]</a> the other night, I nearly fainted. The +gush of recollection was so overpowering that I couldn't +bear it.</p> + +<p>I use the portfolio<a name="FNanchor_46_46" id="FNanchor_46_46"></a><a href="#Footnote_46_46" class="fnanchor">[46]</a> for managerial papers still. That's +something.</p> + +<p>But all this does not thank you for your book.<a name="FNanchor_47_47" id="FNanchor_47_47"></a><a href="#Footnote_47_47" class="fnanchor">[47]</a> I +have not got it yet (being here with Mrs. Dickens, who +has been very unwell), but I shall be in town early in +the week, and shall bring it down to read quietly on +these hills, where the wind blows as freshly as if there +were no Popes and no Cardinals whatsoever—nothing +the matter anywhere. I thank you a thousand times, +beforehand, for the pleasure you are going to give me. +I am full of faith. Your sister Emma, she is doing work +of some sort on the P.S. side of the boxes, in some +dark theatre, <i>I know</i>, but where, I wonder? W.<a name="FNanchor_48_48" id="FNanchor_48_48"></a><a href="#Footnote_48_48" class="fnanchor">[48]</a> has not +proposed to her yet, has he? I understood he was going +to offer his hand and heart, and lay his leg<a name="FNanchor_49_49" id="FNanchor_49_49"></a><a href="#Footnote_49_49" class="fnanchor">[49]</a> at her feet.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_125" id="Page_125">[125]</a></span></p> +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Mitton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>19th April, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My Dear Mitton</span>,</div> + +<p>I have been in trouble, or I should have written to +you sooner. My wife has been, and is, far from well. My +poor father's death caused me much distress. I came to +London last Monday to preside at a public dinner—played +with little Dora, my youngest child, before I went—and +was told when I left the chair that she had died in a +moment. I am quite happy again, but I have undergone +a good deal.</p> + +<p>I am not going back to Malvern, but have let +this house until September, and taken the "Fort," at +Broadstairs.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Devonshire Terrace</span>, <i>Monday, 28th April, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>I see you are so anxious, that I shall endeavour to +send you this letter by a special messenger. I think I +can relieve your mind completely.</p> + +<p>The Duke has read the play. He asked for it a week +ago, and had it. He has been at Brighton since. He +called here before eleven on Saturday morning, but I +was out on the play business, so I went to him at Devonshire<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_126" id="Page_126">[126]</a></span> +House yesterday. He almost knows the play by +heart. He is supremely delighted with it, and critically +understands it. In proof of the latter part of this sentence +I may mention that he had made two or three memoranda +of trivial doubtful points, <i>every one of which had attracted +our attention in rehearsal</i>, as I found when he showed +them to me. He thoroughly understands and appreciates +the comedy of the Duke—threw himself back in his chair +and laughed, as I say of Walpole, "till I thought he'd have +choked," about his first Duchess, who was a Percy. He +suggested that he shouldn't say: "You know how to speak +to the heart of a Noble," because it was not likely that he +would call himself a Noble. He thought we might close up +the Porter and Softhead a little more (already done) and +was so charmed and delighted to recall the comedy that he +was more pleased than any boy you ever saw when I +repeated two or three of the speeches in my part for him. +He is coming to the rehearsal to-day (we rehearse now at +Devonshire House, three days a-week, all day long), and, +since he read the play, has conceived a most magnificent +and noble improvement in the Devonshire House plan, by +which, I daresay, we shall get another thousand or fifteen +hundred pounds. There is not a grain of distrust or doubt +in him. I am perfectly certain that he would confide to +me, and does confide to me, his whole mind on the +subject.</p> + +<p>More than this, the Duke comes out the best man in +the play. I am happy to report to you that Stone does<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_127" id="Page_127">[127]</a></span> +the honourable manly side of that pride inexpressibly better +than I should have supposed possible in him. The scene +where he makes that reparation to the slandered woman is +<i>certain</i> to be an effect. He is <i>not</i> a jest upon the order of +Dukes, but a great tribute to them. I have sat looking +at the play (as you may suppose) pretty often, and carefully +weighing every syllable of it. I see, in the Duke, the most +estimable character in the piece. I am as sure that I +represent the audience in this as I am that I hear the words +when they are spoken before me. The first time that scene +with Hardman was seriously done, it made an effect on +the company that quite surprised and delighted me; and +whenever and wherever <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'it it'">it</ins> is done (but most of all at +Devonshire House) the result will be the same.</p> + +<p>Everyone is greatly improved. I wrote an earnest +note to Forster a few days ago on the subject of his being +too loud and violent. He has since subdued himself with +the most admirable pains, and improved the part a thousand +per cent. All the points are gradually being worked and +smoothed out with the utmost neatness all through the +play. They are all most heartily anxious and earnest, and, +upon the least hitch, will do the same thing twenty times +over. The scenery, furniture, etc., are rapidly advancing +towards completion, and will be beautiful. The dresses are +a perfect blaze of colour, and there is not a pocket-flap +or a scrap of lace that has not been made according to +Egg's drawings to the quarter of an inch. Every wig has +been made from an old print or picture. From the Duke's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_128" id="Page_128">[128]</a></span> +snuff-box to Will's Coffee-house, you will find everything in +perfect truth and keeping. I have resolved that whenever +we come to a weak place in the acting, it must, somehow +or other, be made a strong one. The places that I used +to be most afraid of are among the best points now.</p> + +<p>Will you come to the dress rehearsal on the Tuesday +evening before the Queen's night? There will be no one +present but the Duke.</p> + +<p>I write in the greatest haste, for the rehearsal time is +close at hand, and I have the master carpenter and gasman +to see before we begin.</p> + +<p>Miss Coutts is one of the most sensible of women, and +if I had not seen the Duke yesterday, I would have shown +her the play directly. But there can't be any room for +anxiety on the head that has troubled you so much. You +may clear it from your mind as completely as Gunpowder +Plot.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +In great haste, ever cordially.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The Hon. +Miss +Eden.<a name="FNanchor_50_50" id="FNanchor_50_50"></a><a href="#Footnote_50_50" class="fnanchor">[50]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs</span>, <i>Sunday, 28th September, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Miss Eden</span>,</div> + +<p>Many thanks for the grapes; which must have +come from the identical vine a man ought to sit under. +They were a prodigy of excellence.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_129" id="Page_129">[129]</a></span></p> +<p>I have been concerned to hear of your indisposition, +but thought the best thing I could do, was to make no +formal calls when you were really ill. I have been suffering +myself from another kind of malady—a severe, spasmodic, +house-buying-and-repairing attack—which has left me +extremely weak and all but exhausted. The seat of the +disorder has been the pocket.</p> + +<p>I had the kindest of notes from the kindest of men +this morning, and am going to see him on Wednesday. +Of course I mean the Duke of Devonshire. Can I take +anything to Chatsworth for you?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Frank +Stone.</div> + +<div class='center'><br /><br /> +EXTRACT FROM LETTER TO MR. STONE.<br /> +</div> + +<div class='date'> +<i>8th September, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>You never saw such a sight as the sands between +this and Margate presented yesterday. This day fortnight +a steamer laden with cattle going from Rotterdam +to the London market, was wrecked on the Goodwin—on +which occasion, by-the-bye, the coming in at night +of our Salvage Luggers laden with dead cattle, which +where hoisted up upon the pier where they lay in heaps, +was a most picturesque and striking sight. The sea since +Wednesday has been very rough, blowing in straight +upon the land. Yesterday, the shore was strewn with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_130" id="Page_130">[130]</a></span> +hundreds of oxen, sheep, and pigs (and with bushels upon +bushels of apples), in every state and stage of decay—burst +open, rent asunder, lying with their stiff hoofs in +the air, or with their great ribs yawning like the wrecks +of ships—tumbled and beaten out of shape, and yet with +a horrible sort of humanity about them. Hovering among +these carcases was every kind of water-side plunderer, +pulling the horns out, getting the hides off, chopping +the hoofs with poleaxes, etc. etc., attended by no end +of donkey carts, and spectral horses with scraggy necks, +galloping wildly up and down as if there were something +maddening in the stench. I never beheld such a +demoniacal business!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Henry +Austin.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Broadstairs</span>, <i>Monday, 8th September, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Henry</span>,</div> + +<p>Your letter, received this morning, has considerably +allayed the anguish of my soul. Our letters crossed, +of course, as letters under such circumstances always +do.</p> + +<p>I am perpetually wandering (in fancy) up and down +the house<a name="FNanchor_51_51" id="FNanchor_51_51"></a><a href="#Footnote_51_51" class="fnanchor">[51]</a> and tumbling over the workmen; when I feel +that they are gone to dinner I become low, when I look +forward to their total abstinence on Sunday, I am wretched.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_131" id="Page_131">[131]</a></span> +The gravy at dinner has a taste of glue in it. I smell paint +in the sea. Phantom lime attends me all the day long. I +dream that I am a carpenter and can't partition off the hall. +I frequently dance (with a distinguished company) in the +drawing-room, and fall into the kitchen for want of a +pillar.</p> + + +<p>A great to-do here. A steamer lost on the Goodwins +yesterday, and our men bringing in no end of dead +cattle and sheep. I stood a supper for them last night, +to the unbounded gratification of Broadstairs. They came +in from the wreck very wet and tired, and very much +disconcerted by the nature of their prize—which, I suppose, +after all, will have to be recommitted to the sea, when +the hides and tallow are secured. One lean-faced boatman +murmured, when they were all ruminative over the bodies +as they lay on the pier: "Couldn't sassages be made on +it?" but retired in confusion shortly afterwards, overwhelmed +by the execrations of the bystanders.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + +<p>P.S.—Sometimes I think ——'s bill will be too long +to be added up until Babbage's calculating machine shall +be improved and finished. Sometimes that there is not +paper enough ready made, to carry it over and bring it +forward upon.</p> + +<p>I dream, also, of the workmen every night. They +make faces at me, and won't do anything.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_132" id="Page_132">[132]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Austen +Henry +Layard.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House, Tavistock Square</span>, <i>16th December, 1851.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Layard</span>,<a name="FNanchor_52_52" id="FNanchor_52_52"></a><a href="#Footnote_52_52" class="fnanchor">[52]</a></div> + +<p>I want to renew your recollection of "the last +time we parted"—not at Wapping Old Stairs, but at +Miss Coutts's—when we vowed to be more intimate after +all nations should have departed from Hyde Park, and +I should be able to emerge from my cave on the sea-shore.</p> + +<p>Can you, and will you, be in town on Wednesday, +the last day of the present old year? If yes, will you +dine with us at a quarter after six, and see the New +Year in with such extemporaneous follies of an exploded +sort (in genteel society) as may occur to us? Both Mrs. +Dickens and I would be really delighted if this should +find you free to give us the pleasure of your society.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1852.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +James +Bower +Harrison.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House, Tavistock Square</span>, <i>5th January, 1852.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I have just received the work<a name="FNanchor_53_53" id="FNanchor_53_53"></a><a href="#Footnote_53_53" class="fnanchor">[53]</a> you have had the +kindness to send me, and beg to thank you for it, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_133" id="Page_133">[133]</a></span> +for your obliging note, cordially. It is a very curious +little volume, deeply interesting, and written (if I may +be allowed to say so) with as much power of knowledge +and plainness of purpose as modesty.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Sunday Night, 15th February, 1852.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>I left Liverpool at four o'clock this morning, and +am so blinded by excitement, gas, and waving hats and +handkerchiefs, that I can hardly see to write, but I +cannot go to bed without telling you what a triumph we +have had. Allowing for the necessarily heavy expenses +of all kinds, I believe we can hardly fund less than a +Thousand Pounds out of this trip alone. And, more than +that, the extraordinary interest taken in the idea of the +Guild by "this grand people of England" down in these +vast hives, and the enthusiastic welcome they give it, +assure me that we may do what we will if we will only +be true and faithful to our design. There is a social +recognition of it which I cannot give you the least idea +of. I sincerely believe that we have the ball at our feet, +and may throw it up to the very Heaven of Heavens. +And I don't speak for myself alone, but for all our +people, and not least of all for Forster, who has been<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_134" id="Page_134">[134]</a></span> +absolutely stunned by the tremendous earnestness of these +great places.</p> + +<p>To tell you (especially after your affectionate letter) +what I would have given to have had you there would +be idle. But I can most seriously say that all the sights +of the earth turned pale in my eyes, before the sight of +three thousand people with one heart among them, and +no capacity in them, in spite of all their efforts, of sufficiently +testifying to you how they believe you to be +right, and feel that they cannot do enough to cheer you +on. They understood the play (<i>far better acted by this +time than ever you have seen it</i>) as well as you do. +They allowed nothing to escape them. They rose up, +when it was over, with a perfect fury of delight, and +the Manchester people sent a requisition after us to +Liverpool to say that if we will go back there in May, +when we act at Birmingham (as of course we shall) +they will joyfully undertake to fill the Free Trade Hall +again. Among the Tories of Liverpool the reception was +equally enthusiastic. We played, two nights running, +to a hall crowded to the roof—more like the opera at +Genoa or Milan than anything else I can compare it to. +We dined at the Town Hall magnificently, and it made +no difference in the response. I said what we were +quietly determined to do (when the Guild was given as +the toast of the night), and really they were so noble +and generous in their encouragement that I should have +been more ashamed of myself than I hope I ever shall<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_135" id="Page_135">[135]</a></span> +be, if I could have felt conscious of having ever for a +moment faltered in the work.</p> + +<p>I will answer for Birmingham—for any great working +town to which we chose to go. We have won a position +for the idea which years upon years of labour could +not have given it. I believe its worldly fortunes have +been advanced in this last week fifty years at least. I +feebly express to you what Forster (who couldn't be at +Liverpool, and has not those shouts ringing in his ears) +has felt from the moment he set foot in Manchester. +Believe me we may carry a perfect fiery cross through +the North of England, and over the Border, in this +cause, if need be—not only to the enrichment of the +cause, but to the lasting enlistment of the people's +sympathy.</p> + +<p>I have been so happy in all this that I could have +cried on the shortest notice any time since Tuesday. +And I do believe that our whole body would have gone +to the North Pole with me if I had shown them good +reason for it.</p> + +<p>I hope I am not so tired but that you may be able +to read this. I have been at it almost incessantly, day +and night for a week, and I am afraid my handwriting +suffers. But in all other respects I am only a giant +refreshed.</p> + +<p>We meet next Saturday you recollect? Until then, +and ever afterwards,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, heartily yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_136" id="Page_136">[136]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Cowden +Clarke.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>3rd March, 1852.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Clarke</span>,</div> + +<p>It is almost an impertinence to tell you how delightful +your flowers were to me; for you who thought of that +beautiful and delicately-timed token of sympathy and +remembrance, must know it very well already.</p> + +<p>I do assure you that I have hardly ever received +anything with so much pleasure in all my life. They are +not faded yet—are on my table here—but never can fade +out of my remembrance.</p> + +<p>I should be less than a Young Gas, and more than an +old Manager—that commemorative portfolio is here too—if +I could relieve my heart of half that it could say to you. +All my house are my witnesses that you have quite filled +it, and this note is my witness that I can <i>not</i> empty it.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully and gratefully your friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +James +Bower +Harrison.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">London, Tavistock House</span>, <i>26th March, 1852.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I beg to thank you for your interesting pamphlet, +and to add that I shall be very happy to accept an article +from you on the subject<a name="FNanchor_54_54" id="FNanchor_54_54"></a><a href="#Footnote_54_54" class="fnanchor">[54]</a> for "Household Words." I +should already have suggested to you that I should have<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_137" id="Page_137">[137]</a></span> +great pleasure in receiving contributions from one so well +and peculiarly qualified to treat of many interesting +subjects, but that I felt a delicacy in encroaching on +your other occupations. Will you excuse my remarking +that to make an article on this particular subject useful, +it is essential to address the employed as well as the employers? +In the case of the Sheffield grinders the difficulty +was, for many years, not with the masters, but the men. +Painters who use white lead are with the greatest difficulty +persuaded to be particular in washing their hands, and +I daresay that I need not remind you that one could not +generally induce domestic servants to attend to the +commonest sanitary principles in their work without +absolutely forcing them to experience their comfort and +convenience.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Dear Sir, very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1853.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. H. +Wills.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">1, Junction Parade, Brighton</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday night, 4th March, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Wills</span>,</div> + +<p>I am sorry, but Brutus sacrifices unborn children of +his own as well as those of other people. "The Sorrows +of Childhood," long in type, and long a mere mysterious<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_138" id="Page_138">[138]</a></span> +name, must come out. The paper really is, like the +celebrated ambassadorial appointment, "too bad."</p> + +<p>"A Doctor of Morals," <i>impossible of insertion as it +stands</i>. A mere puff, with all the difficult facts of the +question blinked, and many statements utterly at variance +with what I am known to have written. It is exactly +because the great bulk of offences in a great number of +places are committed by professed thieves, that it will not +do to have pet prisoning advocated without grave remonstrance +and great care. That class of prisoner is not to be +reformed. We must begin at the beginning and prevent, +by stringent correction and supervision of wicked parents, +that class of prisoner from being regularly supplied as if he +were a human necessity.</p> + +<p>Do they teach trades in workhouses and try to fit <i>their</i> +people (the worst part of them) for society? Come with +me to Tothill Fields Bridewell, and I will show you what a +workhouse girl is. Or look to my "Walk in a Workhouse" +(in "H. W.") and to the glance at the youths I +saw in one place positively kept like wolves.</p> + +<p>Mr. —— thinks prisons could be made nearly self-supporting. +Have you any idea of the difficulty that is found in +disposing of Prison-work, or does he think that the Treadmills +didn't grind the air because the State or the Magistracy +objected to the competition of prison-labour with +free-labour, but because the work <i>could not be got?</i></p> + +<p>I never can have any kind of prison-discipline disquisition +in "H. W." that does not start with the first<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_139" id="Page_139">[139]</a></span> +great principle I have laid down, and that does not +protest against Prisons being considered <i>per se</i>. Whatever +chance is given to a man in a prison must be given to a +man in a refuge for distress.</p> + +<p>The article in itself is very good, but it must have +these points in it, otherwise I am not only compromising +opinions I am known to hold, but the journal itself is +blowing hot and cold, and playing fast and loose in a +ridiculous way.</p> + +<p>"Starting a Paper in India" is very droll to us. But it +is full of references that the public don't understand, and +don't in the least care for. Bourgeois, brevier, minion, and +nonpareil, long primer, turn-ups, dunning advertisements, +and reprints, back forme, imposing-stone, and locking-up, +are all quite out of their way, and a sort of slang that they +have no interest in.</p> + +<p>Let me see a revise when you have got it together, and +if you can strengthen it—do. I mention all the objections +that occur to me as I go on, not because you can obviate +them (except in the case of the prison-paper), but because +if I make a point of doing so always you will feel and judge +the more readily both for yourself and me too when I take +an Italian flight.</p> + +<div class='center'> +<span class="smcap">You</span>:<br /> +How are the eyes getting on?<br /> +<br /> +<span class="smcap">Me</span>:<br /> +I have been at work all day.<br /> +</div> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_140" id="Page_140">[140]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Boulogne</span>, <i>Sunday, 7th August, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Wills</span>,</div> + +<p>Can't possibly write autographs until I have written +"Bleak House." My work has been very hard since I +have been here; and when I throw down my pen of a day, +I throw down myself, and can take up neither article.</p> + +<p>The "C. P." is very well done, but I cannot make up +my mind to lend my blow to the great Forge-bellows of +puffery at work. I so heartily desire to have nothing to +do with it, that I wish you would cancel this article +altogether, and substitute something else. As to the +guide-books, I think they are a sufficiently flatulent +botheration in themselves, without being discussed. A +lurking desire is always upon me to put Mr. ——'s speech +on Accidents to the public, as chairman of the Brighton +Railway, against his pretensions as a chairman of public +instructors and guardians. And I don't know but that I +may come to it at some odd time. This strengthens me +in my wish to avoid the bellows.</p> + +<p>How two men can have gone, one after the other, to +the Camp, and have written nothing about it, passes my +comprehension. I have been in great doubt about the end +of ——. I wish you would suggest to him from me, when +you see him, how wrong it is. Surely he cannot be insensible +to the fact that military preparations in England +at this time mean Defence. Woman, says ——, means +Home, love, children, Mother. Does he not find any protection +for these things in a wise and moderate means of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_141" id="Page_141">[141]</a></span> +Defence; and is not the union between these things and +those means one of the most natural, significant, and plain +in the world?</p> + +<p>I wish you would send friend Barnard here a set of +"Household Words," in a paid parcel (on the other side +is an inscription to be neatly pasted into vol. i. before +sending), with a post-letter beforehand from yourself, +saying that I had begged you to forward the books, feeling +so much obliged to him for his uniform attention and +politeness. Also that you will not fail to continue his set, as +successive volumes appear.</p> + +<div class='center'> +<span class="smcap">Aspects of Nature</span>.<br /> +</div> + +<p>We have had a tremendous sea here. Steam-packet in +the harbour frantic, and dashing her brains out against the +stone walls.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Rev. +James +White.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Boulogne</span>, <i>September 30th, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear White</span>,</div> + +<p>As you wickedly failed in your truth to the writer +of books you adore, I write something that I hoped to +have said, and meant to have said, in the confidence of the +Pavilion among the trees.</p> + +<p>Will you write another story for the Christmas No.?<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_142" id="Page_142">[142]</a></span> +It will be exactly (I mean the Xmas No.) on the same plan +as the last.</p> + +<p>I shall be at the office from Monday to Thursday, and +shall hope to receive a cheery "Yes," in reply.</p> + +<p>Loves from all to all, and my particular love to +Mrs. White.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever cordially yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Charles +Dickens.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Hotel de Londres, Chamounix</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday Night, 20th October, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dearest Kate</span>,</div> + +<p>We<a name="FNanchor_55_55" id="FNanchor_55_55"></a><a href="#Footnote_55_55" class="fnanchor">[55]</a> came here last night after a very long journey +over very bad roads, from Geneva, and leave here (for +Montigny, by the Tête Noire) at 6 to-morrow morning. +Next morning early we mean to try the Simplon.</p> + +<p>After breakfast to-day we ascended to the Mer de Glace—wonderfully +different at this time of the year from when +we saw it—a great portion of the ascent being covered with +snow, and the climbing very difficult. Regardless of my +mule, I walked up and walked down again, to the great +admiration of the guides, who pronounced me "an +Intrepid." The little house at the top being closed for the +winter, and Edward having forgotten to carry any brandy, +we had nothing to drink at the top—which was a considerable<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_143" id="Page_143">[143]</a></span> +disappointment to the Inimitable, who was +streaming with perspiration from head to foot. But we +made a fire in the snow with some sticks, and after a not +too comfortable rest came down again. It took a long +time—from 10 to 3.</p> + +<p>The appearance of Chamounix at this time of year is +very remarkable. The travellers are over for the season, +the inns are generally shut up, all the people who can +afford it are moving off to Geneva, the snow is low on the +mountains, and the general desolation and grandeur extraordinarily +fine. I wanted to pass by the Col de Balme, +but the snow lies too deep upon it.</p> + +<p>You would have been quite delighted if you could have +seen the warmth of our old Lausanne friends, and the +heartiness with which they crowded down on a fearfully +bad morning to see us off. We passed the night at the +Ecu de Genève, in the rooms once our old rooms—at +that time (the day before yesterday) occupied by the +Queen of the French (ex- I mean) and Prince Joinville and +his family.</p> + +<p>Tell Sydney that all the way here from Geneva, and up +to the Sea of Ice this morning, I wore his knitting, which +was very comfortable indeed. I mean to wear it on the +long mule journey to Martigny to-morrow.</p> + +<p>We get on extremely well. Edward continues as +before. He had never been here, and I took him up +to the Mer de Glace this morning, and had a mule +for him.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_144" id="Page_144">[144]</a></span></p> + +<p>I shall leave this open, as usual, to add a word or +two on our arrival at Martigny. We have had an +amusingly absurd incident this afternoon. When we +came here, I saw added to the hotel—our old hotel, and +I am now writing in the room where we once dined at +the table d'hôte—some baths, cold and hot, down on +the margin of the torrent below. This induced us to +order three hot baths. Thereupon the keys of the +bath-rooms were found with immense difficulty, women +ran backwards and forwards across the bridge, men +bore in great quantities of wood, a horrible furnace was +lighted, and a smoke was raised which filled the whole +valley. This began at half-past three, and we congratulated +each other on the distinction we should probably +acquire by being the cause of the conflagration of the +whole village. We sat by the fire until half-past five +(dinner-time), and still no baths. Then Edward came +up to say that the water was as yet only "tippit," +which we suppose to be tepid, but that by half-past +eight it would be in a noble state. Ever since the +smoke has poured forth in enormous volume, and the +furnace has blazed, and the women have gone and come +over the bridge, and piles of wood have been carried +in; but we observe a general avoidance of us by the +establishment which still looks like failure. We have +had a capital dinner, the dessert whereof is now on the +table. When we arrived, at nearly seven last night, all +the linen in the house, newly washed, was piled in the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_145" id="Page_145">[145]</a></span> +sitting-room, all the curtains were taken down, and all +the chairs piled bottom upwards. They cleared away +as much as they could directly, and had even got the +curtains up at breakfast this morning.</p> + +<p>I am looking forward to letters at Genoa, though I +doubt if we shall get there (supposing all things right +at the Simplon) before Monday night or Tuesday morning. +I found there last night what F—— would call +"Mr. Smith's" story of Mont Blanc, and took it to bed +to read. It is extremely well and unaffectedly done. +You would be interested in it.</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Martigny</span>, <i>Friday Afternoon, October 21st.</i></div> + +<p>Safely arrived here after a most delightful day, without +a cloud. I walked the whole way. The scenery most +beautifully presented. We are in the hotel where our +old St. Bernard party assembled.</p> + +<p>I should like to see you all very much indeed.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Hôtel de la Ville, Milan</span>, <i>25th October, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dearest Catherine</span>,</div> + +<p>The road from Chamounix here takes so much +more time than I supposed (for I travelled it day and +night, and my companions don't at all understand the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_146" id="Page_146">[146]</a></span> +idea of never going to bed) that we only reached Milan +last night, though we had been travelling twelve and +fifteen hours a day. We crossed the Simplon on Sunday, +when there was not (as there is not now) a particle of +cloud in the whole sky, and when the pass was as nobly +grand and beautiful as it possibly can be. There was +a good deal of snow upon the top, but not across the +road, which had been cleared. We crossed the Austrian +frontier yesterday, and, both there and at the gate of +Milan, received all possible consideration and politeness.</p> + +<p>I have not seen Bairr yet. He has removed from +the old hotel to a larger one at a few hours' distance. +The head-waiter remembered me very well last night +after I had talked to him a little while, and was greatly +interested in hearing about all the family, and about +poor Roche. The boy we used to have at Lausanne +is now seventeen-and-a-half—very tall, he says. The +elder girl, fifteen, very like her mother, but taller and +more beautiful. He described poor Mrs. Bairr's death +(I am speaking of the head-waiter before mentioned) in +most vivacious Italian. It was all over in ten minutes, +he said. She put her hands to her head one day, down +in the courtyard, and cried out that she heard little +bells ringing violently in her ears. They sent off for +Bairr, who was close by. When she saw him, she +stretched out her arms, said in English, "Adieu, my +dear!" and fell dead. He has not married again, and he +never will. She was a good woman (my friend went on),<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_147" id="Page_147">[147]</a></span> +excellent woman, full of charity, loved the poor, but +<i>un poco furiosa</i>—that was nothing!</p> + +<p>The new hotel is just like the old one, admirably +kept, excellently furnished, and a model of comfort. I +hope to be at Genoa on Thursday morning, and to find +your letter there. We have agreed to drop Sicily, and +to return home by way of Marseilles. Our projected time +for reaching London is the 10th of December.</p> + +<p>As this house is full, I daresay we shall meet some +one we know at the table d'hôte to-day. It is extraordinary +that the only travellers we have encountered, +since we left Paris, have been one horribly vapid Englishman +and wife whom we dropped at Basle, one boring +Englishman whom we found (and, thank God, left) at +Geneva, and two English maiden ladies, whom we found +sitting on a rock (with parasols) the day before yesterday, +in the most magnificent part of the Gorge of Gondo, the +most awful portion of the Simplon—there awaiting their +travelling chariot, in which, with their money, their parasols, +and a perfect shop of baskets, they were carefully <i>locked +up</i> by an English servant in sky blue and silver buttons. +We have been in the most extraordinary vehicles—like +swings, like boats, like Noah's arks, like barges and +enormous bedsteads. After dark last night, a landlord, +where we changed horses, discovered that the luggage +would certainly be stolen from <i>questo porco d'uno carro</i>—this +pig of a cart—his complimentary description of our +carriage, unless cords were attached to each of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_148" id="Page_148">[148]</a></span> +trunks, which cords were to hang down so that we +might hold them in our hands all the way, and feel +any tug that might be made at our treasures. You will +imagine the absurdity of our jolting along some twenty +miles in this way, exactly as if we were in three shower-baths +and were afraid to pull the string.</p> + +<p>We are going to the Scala to-night, having got the +old box belonging to the hotel, the old key of which is +lying beside me on the table. There seem to be no +singers of note here now, and it appears for the time to +have fallen off considerably. I shall now bring this to +a close, hoping that I may have more interesting jottings +to send you about the old scenes and people, from Genoa, +where we shall stay two days. You are now, I take it, +at Macready's. I shall be greatly interested by your +account of your visit there. We often talk of you all.</p> + +<p>Edward's Italian is (I fear) very weak. When we +began to get really into the language, he reminded me +of poor Roche in Germany. But he seems to have picked +up a little this morning. He has been unfortunate with +the unlucky Egg, leaving a pair of his shoes (his favourite +shoes) behind in Paris, and his flannel dressing-gown +yesterday morning at Domo d'Ossola. In all other +respects he is just as he was.</p> + +<p>Egg and Collins have gone out to kill the lions here, +and I take advantage of their absence to write to you, +Georgie, and Miss Coutts. Wills will have told you, I +daresay, that Cerjat accompanied us on a miserably wet<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_149" id="Page_149">[149]</a></span> +morning, in a heavy rain, down the lake. By-the-bye, +the wife of one of his cousins, born in France of German +parents, living in the next house to Haldimand's, is one +of the most charming, natural, open-faced, and delightful +women I ever saw. Madame de —— is set up as the +great attraction of Lausanne; but this capital creature +shuts her up altogether. We have called her (her—the +real belle), ever since, the early closing movement.</p> + +<p>I am impatient for letters from home; confused +ideas are upon me that you are going to White's, but I +have no notion when.</p> + +<p>Take care of yourself, and God bless you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever most affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;"><span class="smcap">Croce di Malta, Genoa</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday Night, October 29th, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dearest Catherine</span>,</div> + +<p>As we arrived here later than I had expected (in +consequence of the journey from Milan being most horribly +slow) I received your welcome letter only this morning. +I write this before going to bed, that I may be sure of +not being taken by any engagement off the post time +to-morrow.</p> + +<p>We came in last night between seven and eight. The +railroad to Turin is finished and opened to within twenty<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_150" id="Page_150">[150]</a></span> +miles of Genoa. Its effect upon the whole town, and +especially upon that part of it lying down beyond the +lighthouse and away by San Pietro d'Arena, is quite +wonderful. I only knew the place by the lighthouse, so +numerous were the new buildings, so wide the streets, +so busy the people, and so thriving and busy the many +signs of commerce. To-day I have seen ——, the ——, +the ——, and the ——, the latter of whom live at Nervi, +fourteen or fifteen miles off, towards Porto Fino. First, +of the ——. They are just the same, except that +Mrs. ——'s face is larger and fuller, and her hair rather +gray. As I rang at their bell she came out walking, +and stared at me. "What! you don't know me?" said I; +upon which she recognised me very warmly, and then +said in her old quiet way: "I expected to find a ruin. +We heard you had been so ill; and I find you younger +and better-looking than ever. But it's so strange to see +you without a bright waistcoat. Why haven't you got +a bright waistcoat on?" I apologised for my black one, +and was sent upstairs, when —— presently appeared in +a hideous and demoniacal nightdress, having turned out +of bed to greet his distinguished countryman. After a +long talk, in the course of which I arranged to dine there +on Sunday early, before starting by the steamer for +Naples, and in which they told me every possible and +impossible particular about their minutest affairs, and +especially about ——'s marriage, I set off for ——, at ——. +I had found letters from him here, and he had been here<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_151" id="Page_151">[151]</a></span> +over and over again, and had driven out no end of times +to the Gate to leave messages for me, and really is (in +his strange uncouth way) crying glad to see me. I found +him and his wife in a little comfortable country house, +overlooking the sea, sitting in a small summer-house on +wheels, exactly like a bathing machine. I found her +rather pretty, extraordinarily cold and composed, a mere +piece of furniture, <i>talking broken English</i>. Through eight +months in the year they live in this country place. She +never reads, never works, never talks, never gives an +order or directs anything, has only a taste for going to +the theatre (where she never speaks either) and buying +clothes. They sit in the garden all day, dine at four, +<i>smoke their cigars</i>, go in at eight, sit about till ten, and +then go to bed. The greater part of this I had from —— +himself in a particularly unintelligible confidence in the +garden, the only portion of which that I could clearly +understand were the words "and one thing and another," +repeated one hundred thousand times. He described +himself as being perfectly happy, and seemed very fond +of his wife. "But that," said —— to me this morning, +looking like the figure-head of a ship, with a nutmeg-grater +for a face, "that he ought to be, and must be, and is bound +to be—he couldn't help it."</p> + +<p>Then I went on to the ——'s, and found them living +in a beautiful situation in a ruinous Albaro-like palace. +Coming upon them unawares, I found ——, with a pointed +beard, smoking a great German pipe, in a pair of slippers;<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_152" id="Page_152">[152]</a></span> +the two little girls very pale and faint from the climate, +in a singularly untidy state—one (heaven knows why!) +without stockings, and both with their little short hair +cropped in a manner never before beheld, and a little +bright bow stuck on the top of it. —— said she had +invented this headgear as a picturesque thing, adding +that perhaps it was—and perhaps it was not. She was +greatly flushed and agitated, but looked very well, and +seems to be greatly liked here. We had disturbed her +at her painting in oils, and I rather received an impression +that, what with that, and what with music, the +household affairs went a little to the wall. —— was +teaching the two little girls the multiplication table in a +disorderly old billiard-room with all manner of maps in it.</p> + +<p>Having obtained a gracious permission from the lady +of the school, I am going to show my companions the +Sala of the Peschiere this morning. It is raining intensely +hard in the regular Genoa manner, so that I can hardly +hope for Genoa's making as fine an impression as I could +desire. Our boat for Naples is a large French mail boat, +and we hope to get there on Tuesday or Wednesday. If +the day after you receive this you write to the Poste +Restante, Rome, it will be the safest course. Friday's +letter write Poste Restante, Florence. You refer to a letter +you suppose me to have received from Forster—to whom +my love. No letter from him has come to hand.</p> + +<p>I will resume my report of this place in my next. +In the meantime, I will not fail to drink dear Katey's<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_153" id="Page_153">[153]</a></span> +health to-day. Edward has just come in with mention of +an English boat on Tuesday morning, superior to French +boat to-morrow, and faster. I shall inquire at —— and +take the best. When I next write I will give you our +route in detail.</p> + +<p>I am pleased to hear of Mr. Robson's success in a +serious part, as I hope he will now be a fine actor. I +hope you will enjoy yourself at Macready's, though I +fear it must be sometimes but a melancholy visit.</p> + +<p>Good-bye, my dear, and believe me ever most +affectionately.</p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><i>Sunday, 30th October.</i></div> + +<p>We leave for Naples to-morrow morning by the +Peninsular and Oriental Company's steamer the <i>Valletta</i>. +I send a sketch of our movements that I have at last +been able to make.</p> + +<p>Mrs. —— quite came out yesterday. So did Mrs. —— +(in a different manner), by violently attacking Mrs. —— for +painting ill in oils when she might be playing well on the +piano. It rained hard all yesterday, but is finer this morning. +We went over the Peschiere in the wet afternoon. +The garden is sorely neglected now, and the rooms are +all full of boarding-school beds, and most of the fireplaces +are closed up, but the old beauty and grandeur of the place +were in it still.</p> + +<p>This will find you, I suppose, at Sherborne. My +heartiest love to dear Macready, and to Miss Macready,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_154" id="Page_154">[154]</a></span> +and to all the house. I hope my godson has not forgotten +me.</p> + +<p>I will think of Charley (from whom I have heard +here) and soon write to him definitely. At present I think +he had better join me at Boulogne. I shall not bring +the little boys over, as, if we keep our time, it would be +too long before Christmas Day.</p> + +<p>With love to Georgy, ever most affectionately yours.</p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Hotel des Étrangers, Naples</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday Night, November 4th, 1853.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dearest Catherine</span>,</div> + +<p>We arrived here at midday—two days after our +intended time, under circumstances which I reserve for +Georgina's letter, by way of variety—in what Forster +used to call good health and sp—p—pirits. We have +a charming apartment opposite the sea, a little lower +down than the Victoria—in the direction of the San +Carlo Theatre—and the windows are now wide open as on +an English summer night. The first persons we found +on board at Genoa, were Emerson Tennent, Lady Tennent, +their son and daughter. They are all here too, in an +apartment over ours, and we have all been constantly +together in a very friendly way, ever since our meeting. +We dine at the table <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'd'hote'">d'hôte</ins>—made a league together on<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_155" id="Page_155">[155]</a></span> +board—and have been mutually agreeable. They have +no servant with them, and have profited by Edward. He +goes on perfectly well, is always cheerful and ready, has +been sleeping on board (upside down, I believe), in a corner, +with his head in the wet and his heels against the side of +the paddle-box—but has been perpetually gay and fresh.</p> + +<p>As soon as we got our luggage from the custom house, +we packed complete changes in a bag, set off in a carriage +for some warm baths, and had a most refreshing cleansing +after our long journey. There was an odd Neapolitan +attendant—a steady old man—who, bringing the linen +into my bath, proposed to "soap me." Upon which I +called out to the other two that I intended to have everything +done to me that could be done, and gave him +directions accordingly. I was frothed all over with Naples +soap, rubbed all down, scrubbed with a brush, had my +nails cut, and all manner of extraordinary operations performed. +He was as much disappointed (apparently) as +surprised not to find me dirty, and kept on ejaculating +under his breath, "Oh, Heaven! how clean this Englishman +is!" He also remarked that the Englishman is as +fair as a beautiful woman. Some relations of Lord John +Russell's, going to Malta, were aboardship, and we were +very pleasant. Likewise there was a Mr. Young aboard—an +agreeable fellow, not very unlike Forster in person—who +introduced himself as the brother of the Miss +Youngs whom we knew at Boulogne. He was musical +and had much good-fellowship in him, and we were very<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_156" id="Page_156">[156]</a></span> +agreeable together also. On the whole I became decidedly +popular, and was embraced on all hands when I came +over the side this morning. We are going up Vesuvius, +of course, and to Herculaneum and Pompeii, and the +usual places. The Tennents will be our companions in +most of our excursions, but we shall leave them here +behind us. Naples looks just the same as when we left +it, except that the weather is much better and brighter.</p> + +<p>On the day before we left Genoa, we had another +dinner with —— at his country place. He was the soul +of hospitality, and really seems to love me. You would +have been quite touched if you could have seen the honest +warmth of his affection. On the occasion of this second +banquet, Egg made a brilliant mistake that perfectly +convulsed us all. I had introduced all the games with +great success, and we were playing at the "What advice +would you have given that person?" game. The advice +was "Not to bully his fellow-creatures." Upon which, +Egg triumphantly and with the greatest glee, screamed, +"Mr. ——!" utterly forgetting ——'s relationship, which +I had elaborately impressed upon him. The effect was +perfectly irresistible and uncontrollable; and the little +woman's way of humouring the joke was in the best +taste and the best sense. While I am upon Genoa I may +add, that when we left the Croce the landlord, in hoping +that I was satisfied, told me that as I was an old inhabitant, +he had charged the prices "as to a Genoese." +They certainly were very reasonable.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_157" id="Page_157">[157]</a></span></p> + +<p>Mr. and Mrs. Sartoris have lately been staying in this +house, but are just gone. It is kept by an English +waiting-maid who married an Italian courier, and is +extremely comfortable and clean. I am getting impatient +to hear from you with all home news, and shall be heartily +glad to get to Rome, and find my best welcome and +interest at the post-office there.</p> + +<p>That ridiculous —— and her mother were at the +hotel at Leghorn the day before yesterday, where the +mother (poor old lady!) was so ill from the fright and +anxiety consequent on her daughter's efforts at martyrdom, +that it is even doubtful whether she will recover. I learnt +from a lady friend of ——, that all this nonsense originated +at Nice, where she was stirred up by Free Kirk parsons—itinerant—any +one of whom I take her to be ready to +make a semi-celestial marriage with. The dear being +who told me all about her was a noble specimen—single, +forty, in a clinging flounced black silk dress, which +wouldn't drape, or bustle, or fall, or do anything of that +sort—and with a leghorn hat on her head, at least (I am +serious) <i>six feet round</i>. The consequence of its immense +size, was, that whereas it had an insinuating blue decoration +in the form of a bow in front, it was so out of her +knowledge behind, that it was all battered and bent in +that direction—and, viewed from that quarter, she looked +drunk.</p> + +<p>My best love to Mamey and Katey, and Sydney the +king of the nursery, and Harry and the dear little<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_158" id="Page_158">[158]</a></span> +Plornishghenter. I kiss almost all the children I encounter +in remembrance of their sweet faces, and talk to all the +mothers who carry them. I hope to hear nothing but +good news from you, and to find nothing but good spirits +in your expected letter when I come to Rome. I already +begin to look homeward, being now at the remotest part +of the journey, and to anticipate the pleasure of return.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever most affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1854.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Frederick +Grew.<a name="FNanchor_56_56" id="FNanchor_56_56"></a><a href="#Footnote_56_56" class="fnanchor">[56]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House, London</span>, <i>13th January, 1854.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I beg, through you, to assure the artizans' committee +in aid of the Birmingham and Midland Institute, +that I have received the resolution they have done me +the honour to agree upon for themselves and their fellow-workmen, +with the highest gratification. I awakened no +pleasure or interest among them at Birmingham which +they did not repay to me with abundant interest. I +have their welfare and happiness sincerely at heart, and +shall ever be their faithful friend.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your obedient servant.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_159" id="Page_159">[159]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Gaskell.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>February 18th, 1854.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Gaskell</span>,</div> + +<p>I am sorry to say that I am not one of the Zoologicals, +or I should have been delighted to have had a hand in the +introduction of a child to the lions and tigers. But Wills +shall send up to the gardens this morning, and see if Mr. +Mitchell, the secretary, can be found. If he be producible +I have no doubt that I can send you what you want in the +course of the day.</p> + +<p>Such has been the distraction of <i>my</i> mind in <i>my</i> story, +that I have twice forgotten to tell you how much I liked +the Modern Greek Songs. The article is printed and at +press for the very next number as ever is.</p> + +<p>Don't put yourself out at all as to the division of the +story into parts; I think you had far better write it in your +own way. When we come to get a little of it into type, +I have no doubt of being able to make such little +suggestions as to breaks of chapters as will carry us over +all that easily.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;">My dear Mrs. Gaskell,</span><br /> +Always faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Rev. W. +Harness.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Friday Evening, May 19th, 1854.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Harness</span>,</div> + +<p>On Thursday, the first of June, we shall be delighted +to come. (Might I ask for the mildest whisper of the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_160" id="Page_160">[160]</a></span> +dinner-hour?) I am more than ever devoted to your niece, +if possible, for giving me the choice of two days, as on the +second of June I am a fettered mortal.</p> + +<p>I heard a manly, Christian sermon last Sunday at the +Foundling—with <i>great satisfaction</i>. If you should happen +to know the preacher of it, pray thank him from me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever cordially yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Rev. +James +White.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>May 26th, 1854.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear White</span>,</div> + +<p>Here is Conolly in a dreadful state of mind because +you won't dine with him on the 7th of June next to meet +Stratford-on-Avon people, writing to me, to ask me to +write to you and ask you what you mean by it.</p> + +<p>What <i>do</i> you mean by it?</p> + +<p>It appears to Conolly that your supposing you <i>can</i> +have anything to do is a clear case of monomania, one +of the slight instances of perverted intellect, wherein a +visit to him cannot fail to be beneficial. After conference +with my learned friend I am of the same opinion.</p> + +<p>Loves from all in Tavistock to all in Bonchurch.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_161" id="Page_161">[161]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. H. +Wills.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Boulogne</span>, <i>Wednesday, August 2nd, 1854.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Wills</span>,</div> + +<p>I will endeavour to come off my back (and the +grass) to do an opening paper for the starting number +of "North and South." I can't positively answer for +such a victory over the idleness into which I have +delightfully sunk, as the achievement of this feat; but +let us hope.</p> + +<p>During a fête on Monday night the meteor flag of +England (forgotten to be struck at sunset) was <i>stolen!!!</i></p> + +<p>Manage the proofs of "H. W." so that I may not +have to correct them on a Sunday. I am not going +over to the Sabbatarians, but like the haystack (particularly) +on a Sunday morning.</p> + +<p>I should like John to call on M. Henri, Townshend's +servant, 21, Norfolk Street, Park Lane, and ask him if, +when he comes here with his master, he can take +charge of a trap bat and ball. If yea, then I should +like John to proceed to Mr. Darke, Lord's Cricket +Ground, and purchase said trap bat and ball of the best +quality. Townshend is coming here on the 15th, probably +will leave town a day or two before.</p> + +<p>Pray be in a condition to drink a glass of the 1846 +champagne when <i>you</i> come.</p> + +<p>I think I have no more to say at present. I cannot +sufficiently admire my prodigious energy in coming out +of a stupor to write this letter.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_162" id="Page_162">[162]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1855.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Miss +King.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Friday Evening,</i></span><br /> +<i>February 9th, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Miss King</span>,</div> + +<p>I wish to get over the disagreeable part of my +letter in the beginning. I have great doubts of the +possibility of publishing your story in portions.</p> + +<p>But I think it possesses <i>very great merit</i>. My doubts +arise partly from the nature of the interest which I fear +requires presentation as a whole, and partly on your +manner of relating the tale. The people do not sufficiently +work out their own purposes in dialogue and dramatic +action. You are too much their exponent; what you do +for them, they ought to do for themselves. With reference +to publication in detached portions (or, indeed, with a +reference to the force of the story in any form), that long +stoppage and going back to possess the reader with the +antecedents of the clergyman's biography, are rather +crippling. I may mention that I think the boy (the child +of the second marriage) a little too "slangy." I know +the kind of boyish slang which belongs to such a character +in these times; but, considering his part in the story, I +regard it as the author's function to elevate such a characteristic, +and soften it into something more expressive of the +ardour and flush of youth, and its romance. It seems to +me, too, that the dialogues between the lady and the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_163" id="Page_163">[163]</a></span> +Italian maid are conventional but not natural. This +observation I regard as particularly applying to the maid, +and to the scene preceding the murder. Supposing the +main objection surmountable, I would venture then to +suggest to you the means of improvement in this respect.</p> + +<p>The paper is so full of good touches of character, +passion, and natural emotion, that I very much wish for a +little time to reconsider it, and to try whether condensation +here and there would enable us to get it say into four parts. +I am not sanguine of this, for I observed the difficulties as +I read it the night before last; but I am very unwilling, I +assure you, to decline what has so much merit.</p> + +<p>I am going to Paris on Sunday morning for ten days or +so. I purpose being back again within a fortnight. If +you will let me think of this matter in the meanwhile, I +shall at least have done all I can to satisfy my own +appreciation of your work.</p> + +<p>But if, in the meantime, you should desire to have it +back with any prospect of publishing it through other +means, a letter—the shortest in the world—from you to +Mr. Wills at the "Household Words" office will immediately +produce it. I repeat with perfect sincerity that I +am much impressed by its merits, and that if I had read it +as the production of an entire stranger, I think it would +have made exactly this effect upon me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 4em;">My dear Miss King,</span><br /> +Very faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_164" id="Page_164">[164]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>24th February, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Miss King</span>,</div> + +<p>I have gone carefully over your story again, and +quite agree with you that the episode of the clergyman +could be told in a very few lines. Startling as I know +it will appear to you, I am bound to say that I think +the purpose of the whole tale would be immensely +strengthened by great compression. I doubt if it could +not be told more forcibly in half the space.</p> + +<p>It is certainly too long for "Household Words," and +I fear my idea of it is too short for you. I am, if possible, +more unwilling than I was at first to decline it; but the +more I have considered it, the longer it has seemed to +grow. Nor can I ask you to try to present it free from +that objection, because I already perceive the difficulty, +and pain, of such an effort.</p> + +<p>To the best of my knowledge, you are wrong about +the Lady at last, and to the best of my observation, +you do not express what you explain yourself to mean in the +case of the Italian attendant. I have met with such talk +in the romances of Maturin's time—certainly never in +Italian life.</p> + +<p>These, however, are slight points easily to be compromised +in an hour. The great obstacle I must leave +wholly to your own judgment, in looking over the tale +again.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, very faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_165" id="Page_165">[165]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +W. M. +Thackeray.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Friday Evening, 23rd March, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thackeray</span>,<a name="FNanchor_57_57" id="FNanchor_57_57"></a><a href="#Footnote_57_57" class="fnanchor">[57]</a></div> + +<p>I have read in <i>The Times</i> to-day an account of +your last night's lecture, and cannot refrain from assuring +you in all truth and earnestness that I am profoundly +touched by your generous reference to me. I do not +know how to tell you what a glow it spread over my +heart. Out of its fulness I do entreat you to believe +that I shall never forget your words of commendation. +If you could wholly know at once how you have moved +me, and how you have animated me, you would be the +happier I am very certain.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours ever.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Forster.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Friday, 29th March, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Forster</span>,</div> + +<p>I have hope of Mr. Morley,<a name="FNanchor_58_58" id="FNanchor_58_58"></a><a href="#Footnote_58_58" class="fnanchor">[58]</a> whom one cannot see +without knowing to be a straightforward, earnest man. +<i>I</i> also think Higgins<a name="FNanchor_59_59" id="FNanchor_59_59"></a><a href="#Footnote_59_59" class="fnanchor">[59]</a> will materially help them.<a name="FNanchor_60_60" id="FNanchor_60_60"></a><a href="#Footnote_60_60" class="fnanchor">[60]</a> Generally,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_166" id="Page_166">[166]</a></span> +I quite agree with you that they hardly know +what to be at; but it is an immensely difficult subject +to start, and they must have every allowance. At any +rate, it is not by leaving them alone and giving them +no help, that they can be urged on to success. (Travers, +too, I think, a man of the Anti-Corn-Law-League order.)</p> + +<p>Higgins told me, after the meeting on Monday night, +that on the previous evening he had been closeted with +——, whose letter in that day's paper he had put right +for <i>The Times</i>. He had never spoken to —— before, he +said, and found him a rather muddle-headed Scotchman +as to his powers of conveying his ideas. He (Higgins) +had gone over his documents judicially, and with the +greatest attention; and not only was —— wrong in every +particular (except one very unimportant circumstance), +but, in reading documents to the House, had stopped +short in sentences where no stop was, and by so doing +had utterly perverted their meaning.</p> + +<p>This is to come out, of course, when said —— gets +the matter on. I thought the case so changed, before I +knew this, by his letter and that of the other shipowners, +that I told Morley, when I went down to the theatre, +that I felt myself called upon to relieve him from the +condition I had imposed.</p> + +<p>For the rest, I am quite calmly confident that I only +do justice to the strength of my opinions, and use the +power which circumstances have given me, conscientiously +and moderately, with a right object, and towards the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_167" id="Page_167">[167]</a></span> +prevention of nameless miseries. I should be now reproaching +myself if I had not gone to the meeting, and, +having been, I am very glad.</p> + +<p>A good illustration of a Government office. —— very +kindly wrote to me to suggest that "Houses of Parliament" +illustration. After I had dined on Wednesday, +and was going to jog slowly down to Drury Lane, it +suddenly came into my head that perhaps his details +were wrong. I had just time to turn to the "Annual +Register," and <i>not one of them was correct!</i></p> + +<p>This is, of course, in close confidence.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Winter.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Tuesday, 3rd April, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Maria</span>,<a name="FNanchor_61_61" id="FNanchor_61_61"></a><a href="#Footnote_61_61" class="fnanchor">[61]</a></div> + +<p>A necessity is upon me now—as at most times—of +wandering about in my old wild way, to think. I could +no more resist this on Sunday or yesterday than a man +can dispense with food, or a horse can help himself +from being driven. I hold my inventive capacity on +the stern condition that it must master my whole life, +often have complete possession of me, make its own +demands upon me, and sometimes, for months together,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_168" id="Page_168">[168]</a></span> +put everything else away from me. If I had not known +long ago that my place could never be held, unless I +were at any moment ready to devote myself to it entirely, +I should have dropped out of it very soon. All this I +can hardly expect you to understand—or the restlessness +and waywardness of an author's mind. You have never +seen it before you, or lived with it, or had occasion to +think or care about it, and you cannot have the necessary +consideration for it. "It is only half-an-hour,"—"It is +only an afternoon,"—"It is only an evening," people say +to me over and over again; but they don't know that it +is impossible to command one's self sometimes to any +stipulated and set disposal of five minutes,—or that the +mere consciousness of an engagement will sometimes +worry a whole day. These are the penalties paid for +writing books. Whoever is devoted to an art must be +content to deliver himself wholly up to it, and to find +his recompense in it. I am grieved if you suspect me +of not wanting to see you, but I can't help it; I must +go my way whether or no.</p> + +<p>I thought you would understand that in sending the +card for the box I sent an assurance that there was +nothing amiss. I am pleased to find that you were all +so interested with the play. My ladies say that the first +part is too painful and wants relief. I have been going +to see it a dozen times, but have never seen it yet, and +never may. Madame Céleste is injured thereby (you see +how unreasonable people are!) and says in the green-room,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_169" id="Page_169">[169]</a></span> +"M. Dickens est artiste! Mais il n'a jamais vu +'Janet Pride!'"</p> + +<p>It is like a breath of fresh spring air to know that +that unfortunate baby of yours is out of her one close +room, and has about half-a-pint of very doubtful air per +day. I could only have become her Godfather on the +condition that she had five hundred gallons of open air +at any rate every day of her life; and you would soon +see a rose or two in the face of my other little friend, +Ella, if you opened all your doors and windows throughout +the whole of all fine weather, from morning to night.</p> + +<p>I am going off; I don't know where or how far, to +ponder about I don't know what. Sometimes I am half +in the mood to set off for France, sometimes I think I +will go and walk about on the seashore for three or +four months, sometimes I look towards the Pyrenees, +sometimes Switzerland. I made a compact with a great +Spanish authority last week, and vowed I would go +to Spain. Two days afterwards Layard and I agreed +to go to Constantinople when Parliament rises. To-morrow +I shall probably discuss with somebody else the +idea of going to Greenland or the North Pole. The end +of all this, most likely, will be, that I shall shut myself +up in some out-of-the-way place I have not yet thought +of, and go desperately to work there.</p> + +<p>Once upon a time I didn't do such things you say. +No. But I have done them through a good many years +now, and they have become myself and my life.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_170" id="Page_170">[170]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Wednesday, June 30th, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Winter</span>,</div> + +<p>I am truly grieved to hear of your affliction in +the loss of your darling baby. But if you be not, even +already, so reconciled to the parting from that innocent +child for a little while, as to bear it gently and with a +softened sorrow, I know that that not unhappy state of +mind must soon arise. The death of infants is a release +from so much chance and change—from so many casualties +and distresses—and is a thing so beautiful in its serenity +and peace—that it should not be a bitterness, even in a +mother's heart. The simplest and most affecting passage +in all the noble history of our Great Master, is His consideration +for little children, and in reference to yours, +as many millions of bereaved mothers poor and rich will +do in reference to theirs until the end of time, you may +take the comfort of the generous words, "And He took +a child, and set it in the midst of them."</p> + +<p>In a book, by one of the greatest English writers, +called "A Journey from this World to the Next," a parent +comes to the distant country beyond the grave, and finds +the little girl he had lost so long ago, engaged in building +a bower to receive him in, when his aged steps should +bring him there at last. He is filled with joy to see her, +so young—so bright—so full of promise—and is enraptured +to think that she never was old, wan, tearful, +withered. This is always one of the sources of consolation<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_171" id="Page_171">[171]</a></span> +in the deaths of children. With no effort of the fancy, +with nothing to undo, you will always be able to think of +the pretty creature you have lost, <i>as a child</i> in heaven.</p> + +<p>A poor little baby of mine lies in Highgate cemetery—and +I laid her just as you think of laying yours, in the +catacombs there, until I made a resting-place for all of +us in the free air.</p> + +<p>It is better that I should not come to see you. I +feel quite sure of that, and will think of you instead.</p> + +<p>God bless and comfort you! Mrs. Dickens and her +sister send their kindest condolences to yourself and +Mr. Winter. I add mine with all my heart.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately your friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Wilkie +Collins.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Sunday, 8th July, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Collins</span>,</div> + +<p>I don't know whether you may have heard from +Webster, or whether the impression I derived from Mark's +manner on Friday may be altogether correct. But it +strongly occurred to me that Webster was going to decline +the play, and that he really has worried himself into a fear +of playing Aaron.</p> + +<p>Now, when I got this into my head—which was during +the rehearsal—I considered two things:—firstly, how we +could best put about the success of the piece more widely +and extensively even than it has yet reached; and secondly,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_172" id="Page_172">[172]</a></span> +how you could be best assisted against a bad production +of it hereafter, or no production of it. I thought I saw +immediately, that the point would be to have this representation +noticed in the newspapers. So I waited until +the rehearsal was over and we had profoundly astonished +the family, and then asked Colonel Waugh what he thought +of sending some cards for Tuesday to the papers. He +highly approved, and I yesterday morning directed Mitchell +to send to all the morning papers, and to some of the +weekly ones—a dozen in the whole.</p> + +<p>I dined at Lord John's yesterday (where Meyerbeer was, +and said to me after dinner: "Ah, mon ami illustre! que +c'est noble de vous entendre parler d'haute voix morale, à la +table d'un ministre!" for I gave them a little bit of truth +about Sunday that was like bringing a Sebastopol battery +among the polite company), I say, after this long parenthesis, +I dined at Lord John's, and found great interest and +talk about the play, and about what everybody who had +been here had said of it. And I was confirmed in my decision +that the thing for you was the invitation to the papers. +Hence I write to tell you what I have done.</p> + +<p>I dine at home at half-past five if you are disengaged, +and I shall be at home all the evening.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully.<br /> +</div> + +<div class="blockquot"><p><span class="smcap">Note</span> (by Mr. Wilkie Collins).—This characteristically kind endeavour +to induce managers of theatres to produce "The Lighthouse," after the +amateur performances of the play, was not attended with any immediate +success. The work remained in the author's desk until Messrs. Robson +and Emden undertook the management of the Olympic Theatre. They +opened their first season with "The Lighthouse;" the part of Aaron +Gurnock being performed by Mr. F. Robson.—W. C.</p></div><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_173" id="Page_173">[173]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Miss Emily +Jolly.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">3, Albion Villas, Folkestone, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, 17th July, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,<a name="FNanchor_62_62" id="FNanchor_62_62"></a><a href="#Footnote_62_62" class="fnanchor">[62]</a></div> + +<p>Your manuscript, entitled a "Wife's Story," has +come under my own perusal within these last three or +four days. I recognise in it such great merit and unusual +promise, and I think it displays so much power and +knowledge of the human heart, that I feel a strong +interest in you as its writer.</p> + +<p>I have begged the gentleman, who is in my confidence +as to the transaction of the business of "Household +Words," to return the MS. to you by the post, which +(as I hope) will convey this note to you. My object is +this: I particularly entreat you to consider the catastrophe. +You write to be read, of course. The close of +the story is unnecessarily painful—will throw off numbers +of persons who would otherwise read it, and who (as it +stands) will be deterred by hearsay from so doing, and +is so tremendous a piece of severity, that it will defeat +your purpose. All my knowledge and experience, such +as they are, lead me straight to the recommendation that +you will do well to spare the life of the husband, and +of one of the children. Let her suppose the former +dead, from seeing him brought in wounded and insensible—lose +nothing of the progress of her mental suffering +afterwards when that doctor is in attendance upon her—but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_174" id="Page_174">[174]</a></span> +bring her round at last to the blessed surprise that +her husband is still living, and that a repentance which +can be worked out, <i>in the way of atonement for the misery +she has occasioned to the man whom she so ill repaid for +his love, and made so miserable</i>, lies before her. So will +you soften the reader whom you now as it were harden, +and so you will bring tears from many eyes, which can +only have their spring in affectionately and gently touched +hearts. I am perfectly certain that with this change, all +the previous part of your tale will tell for twenty times +as much as it can in its present condition. And it is +because I believe you have a great fame before you if +you do justice to the remarkable ability you possess, that +I venture to offer you this advice in what I suppose to +be the beginning of your career.</p> + +<p>I observe some parts of the story which would be +strengthened, even in their psychological interest, by condensation +here and there. If you will leave that to me, +I will perform the task as conscientiously and carefully +as if it were my own. But the suggestion I offer for +your acceptance, no one but yourself can act upon.</p> + +<p>Let me conclude this hasty note with the plain assurance +that I have never been so much surprised and +struck by any manuscript I have read, as I have been +by yours.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your faithful Servant. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_175" id="Page_175">[175]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">3, Albion Villas, Folkestone</span>, <i>July 21st, 1855.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,</div> + +<p>I did not enter, in detail, on the spirit of the alteration +I propose in your story; because I thought it right +that you should think out that for yourself if you applied +yourself to the change. I can now assure you that you +describe it exactly as I had conceived it; and if I had +wanted anything to confirm me in my conviction of its +being right, our both seeing it so precisely from the same +point of view, would be ample assurance to me.</p> + +<p>I would leave her new and altered life to be inferred. +It does not appear to me either necessary or practicable +(within such limits) to do more than that. Do not be +uneasy if you find the alteration demanding time. I +shall quite understand that, and my interest will keep. +<i>When</i> you finish the story, send it to Mr. Wills. Besides +being in daily communication with him, I am at the office +once a week; and I will go over it in print, before the +proof is sent to you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_176" id="Page_176">[176]</a></span></p> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +1855.<a name="FNanchor_63_63" id="FNanchor_63_63"></a><a href="#Footnote_63_63" class="fnanchor">[63]</a><br /> +</div> + +<div class="sidenote">Captain +Morgan.</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Friend</span>,<a name="FNanchor_64_64" id="FNanchor_64_64"></a><a href="#Footnote_64_64" class="fnanchor">[64]</a></div> + +<p>I am always delighted to hear from you. Your +genial earnestness does me good to think of. And every +day of my life I feel more and more that to be thoroughly +in earnest is everything, and to be anything short of it +is nothing. You see what we have been doing to our +valiant soldiers.<a name="FNanchor_65_65" id="FNanchor_65_65"></a><a href="#Footnote_65_65" class="fnanchor">[65]</a> You see what miserable humbugs we are. +And because we have got involved in meshes of aristocratic +red tape to our unspeakable confusion, loss, and sorrow, +the gentlemen who have been so kind as to ruin us are +going to give us a day of humiliation and fasting the +day after to-morrow. I am sick and sour to think of +such things at this age of the world. . . . . I am in the +first stage of a new book, which consists in going round +and round the idea, as you see a bird in his cage go +about and about his sugar before he touches it.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Always most cordially yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_177" id="Page_177">[177]</a></span></p> + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1856.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. T. +Ross. +Mr. J. +Kenny.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Monday, 19th May, 1856.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Gentlemen</span>,</div> + +<p>I have received a letter signed by you (which I +assume to be written mainly on behalf of what are called +Working-Men and their families) inviting me to attend a +meeting in our Parish Vestry Hall this evening on the +subject of the stoppage of the Sunday bands in the Parks.</p> + +<p>I thoroughly agree with you that those bands have +afforded an innocent and healthful enjoyment on the +Sunday afternoon, to which the people have a right. +But I think it essential that the working people should, +of themselves and by themselves, assert that right. +They have been informed, on the high authority of +their first Minister (lately rather in want of House of +Commons votes I am told) that they are almost indifferent +to it. The correction of that mistake, if official omniscience +can be mistaken, lies with themselves. In case +it should be considered by the meeting, which I prefer +for this reason not to attend, expedient to unite with +other Metropolitan parishes in forming a fund for the +payment of such expenses as may be incurred in peaceably +and numerously representing to the governing powers +that the harmless recreation they have taken away is +very much wanted, I beg you to put down my name as +a subscriber of ten pounds.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +And I am, your faithful Servant. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_178" id="Page_178">[178]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Washington +Irving.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>London, July 5th, 1856.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Irving</span>,</div> + +<p>If you knew how often I write to you individually +and personally in my books, you would be no more +surprised in seeing this note than you were in seeing +me do my duty by that flowery julep (in what I dreamily +apprehend to have been a former state of existence) at +Baltimore.</p> + +<p>Will you let me present to you a cousin of mine, +Mr. B——, who is associated with a merchant's house +in New York? Of course he wants to see you, and +know you. How can <i>I</i> wonder at that? How can +anybody?</p> + +<p>I had a long talk with Leslie at the last Academy +dinner (having previously been with him in Paris), and +he told me that you were flourishing. I suppose you +know that he wears a moustache—so do I for the matter +of that, and a beard too—and that he looks like a portrait +of Don Quixote.</p> + +<p>Holland House has four-and-twenty youthful pages +in it now—twelve for my lord, and twelve for my lady; +and no clergyman coils his leg up under his chair all +dinner-time, and begins to uncurve it when the hostess +goes. No wheeled chair runs smoothly in with that +beaming face in it; and ——'s little cotton pocket-handkerchief +helped to make (I believe) this very sheet +of paper. A half-sad, half-ludicrous story of Rogers is<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_179" id="Page_179">[179]</a></span> +all I will sully it with. You know, I daresay, that for +a year or so before his death he wandered, and lost +himself like one of the Children in the Wood, grown +up there and grown down again. He had Mrs. Procter +and Mrs. Carlyle to breakfast with him one morning—only +those two. Both excessively talkative, very quick +and clever, and bent on entertaining him. When Mrs. +Carlyle had flashed and shone before him for about +three-quarters of an hour on one subject, he turned his +poor old eyes on Mrs. Procter, and pointing to the brilliant +discourser with his poor old finger, said (indignantly), +"Who is <i>she?</i>" Upon this, Mrs. Procter, cutting in, +delivered (it is her own story) a neat oration on the life +and writings of Carlyle, and enlightened him in her +happiest and airiest manner; all of which he heard, +staring in the dreariest silence, and then said (indignantly, +as before), "And who are <i>you?</i>"</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 10em;">Ever, my dear Irving,</span><br /> +Most affectionately and truly yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Frank +Stone, +A.R.A</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Ville des Moulineaux, Boulogne</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday, 9th July, 1856.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Stone</span>,</div> + +<p>I have got a capital part for you in the farce,<a name="FNanchor_66_66" id="FNanchor_66_66"></a><a href="#Footnote_66_66" class="fnanchor">[66]</a> not +a difficult one to learn, as you never say anything but<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_180" id="Page_180">[180]</a></span> +"Yes" and "No." You are called in the <i>dramatis +personæ</i> an able-bodied British seaman, and you are +never seen by mortal eye to do anything (except inopportunely +producing a mop) but stand about the deck +of the boat in everybody's way, with your hair immensely +touzled, one brace on, your hands in your pockets, and +the bottoms of your trousers tucked up. Yet you are +inextricably connected with the plot, and are the man +whom everybody is inquiring after. I think it is a very +whimsical idea and extremely droll. It made me laugh +heartily when I jotted it all down yesterday.</p> + +<p>Loves from all my house to all yours.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1857.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Wednesday, 28th January, 1857.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer</span>,</div> + +<p>I thought Wills had told you as to the Guild +(for I begged him to) that he can do absolutely nothing +until our charter is seven years old. It is the stringent +and express prohibition of the Act of Parliament—for +which things you members, thank God, are responsible +and not I. When I observed this clause (which was +just as we were going to grant a pension, if we could +agree on a good subject), I caused our Counsel's opinion +to be taken on it, and there is not a doubt about it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_181" id="Page_181">[181]</a></span> +I immediately recommended that there should be no +expenses—that the interest on the capital should be all +invested as it accrued—that the chambers should be +given up and the clerk discharged—and that the Guild +should have the use of the "Household Words" office +rent free, and the services of Wills on the same terms. +All of which was done.</p> + +<p>A letter is now copying, to be sent round to all the +members, explaining, with the New Year, the whole state +of the thing. You will receive this. It appears to me +that it looks wholesome enough. But if a strong idiot +comes and binds your hands, or mine, or both, for +seven years, what is to be done against him?</p> + +<p>As to greater matters than this, however—as to +all matters on this teeming Earth—it appears to me that +the House of Commons and Parliament altogether, is +just the dreariest failure and nuisance that has bothered +this much-bothered world.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Miss +Emily +Jolly.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gravesend, Kent</span>, <i>10th April, 1857.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,</div> + +<p>As I am away from London for a few days, your +letter has been forwarded to me.</p> + +<p>I can honestly encourage and assure you that I believe +the depression and want of confidence under which you<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_182" id="Page_182">[182]</a></span> +describe yourself as labouring to have no sufficient +foundation.</p> + +<p>First as to "Mr. Arle." I have constantly heard it spoken +of with great approval, and I think it a book of considerable +merit. If I were to tell you that I see no evidence +of inexperience in it, that would not be true. I think +a little more stir and action to be desired also; but I am +surprised by your being despondent about it, for I assure +you that I had supposed it (always remembering that +it is your first novel) to have met with a very good +reception.</p> + +<p>I can bring to my memory—here, with no means of +reference at hand—only two papers of yours that have +been unsuccessful at "Household Words." I think the +first was called "The Brook." It appeared to me to +break down upon a confusion that pervaded it, between +a Coroner's Inquest and a Trial. I have a general recollection +of the mingling of the two, as to facts and forms +that should have been kept apart, in some inextricable +manner that was beyond my powers of disentanglement. +The second was about a wife's writing a Novel and +keeping the secret from her husband until it was done. +I did not think the incident of sufficient force to justify +the length of the narrative. But there is nothing fatal +in either of these mischances.</p> + +<p>Mr. Wills told me when I spoke to him of the latter +paper that you had it in contemplation to offer a longer +story to "Household Words." If you should do so, I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_183" id="Page_183">[183]</a></span> +assure you I shall be happy to read it myself, and that +I shall have a sincere desire to accept it, if possible.</p> + +<p>I can give you no better counsel than to look into +the life about you, and to strive for what is noblest and +true. As to further encouragement, I do not, I can most +strongly add, believe that you have any reason to be +downhearted.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Tavistock House</span>, <i>Saturday Morning, 30th May, 1857.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,</div> + +<p>I read your story, with all possible attention, last +night. I cannot tell you with what reluctance I write to +you respecting it, for my opinion of it is <i>not</i> favourable, +although I perceive your heart in it, and great strength.</p> + +<p>Pray understand that I claim no infallibility. I merely +express my own honest opinion, formed against my earnest +desire. I do not lay it down as law for others, though, +of course, I believe that many others would come to +the same conclusion. It appears to me that the story is +one that cannot possibly be told within the compass to +which you have limited yourself. The three principal +people are, every one of them, in the wrong with the +reader, and you cannot put any of them right, without +making the story extend over a longer space of time,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_184" id="Page_184">[184]</a></span> +and without anatomising the souls of the actors more +slowly and carefully. Nothing would justify the departure +of Alice, but her having some strong reason to +believe that in taking that step, <i>she saved her lover</i>. In +your intentions as to that lover's transfer of his affections +to Eleanor, I descry a striking truth; but I think +it confusedly wrought out, and all but certain to fail in +expressing itself. Eleanor, I regard as forced and overstrained. +The natural result is, that she carries a train +of anti-climax after her. I particularly notice this at +the point when she thinks she is going to be drowned.</p> + +<p>The whole idea of the story is sufficiently difficult to +require the most exact truth and the greatest knowledge +and skill in the colouring throughout. In this respect +I have no doubt of its being extremely defective. The +people do not talk as such people would; and the little +subtle touches of description which, by making the +country house and the general scene real, would give +an air of reality to the people (much to be desired) are +altogether wanting. The more you set yourself to the +illustration of your heroine's passionate nature, the more +indispensable this attendant atmosphere of truth becomes. +It would, in a manner, oblige the reader to believe in her. +Whereas, for ever exploding like a great firework without +any background, she glares and wheels and hisses, and +goes out, and has lighted nothing.</p> + +<p>Lastly, I fear she is too convulsive from beginning +to end. Pray reconsider, from this point of view, her<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_185" id="Page_185">[185]</a></span> +brow, and her eyes, and her drawing herself up to her +full height, and her being a perfumed presence, and her +floating into rooms, also her asking people how they +dare, and the like, on small provocation. When she +hears her music being played, I think she is particularly +objectionable.</p> + +<p>I have a strong belief that if you keep this story by +you three or four years, you will form an opinion of it +not greatly differing from mine. There is so much good +in it, so much reflection, so much passion and earnestness, +that, if my judgment be right, I feel sure you will come +over to it. On the other hand, I do not think that its +publication, as it stands, would do you service, or be +agreeable to you hereafter.</p> + +<p>I have no means of knowing whether you are patient +in the pursuit of this art; but I am inclined to think +that you are not, and that you do not discipline yourself +enough. When one is impelled to write this or that, one +has still to consider: "How much of this will tell for +what I mean? How much of it is my own wild emotion +and superfluous energy—how much remains that is truly +belonging to this ideal character and these ideal circumstances?" +It is in the laborious struggle to make this +distinction, and in the determination to try for it, that +the road to the correction of faults lies. [Perhaps I +may remark, in support of the sincerity with which I +write this, that I am an impatient and impulsive person +myself, but that it has been for many years the constant<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_186" id="Page_186">[186]</a></span> +effort of my life to practise at my desk what I +preach to you.]</p> + +<p>I should not have written so much, or so plainly, but +for your last letter to me. It seems to demand that I +should be strictly true with you, and I am so in this letter, +without any reservation either way.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1858.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Albert +Smith.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Tavistock House, Tavistock Square, London, W.C.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday Night, 1st December, 1858.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Albert</span>,</div> + +<p>I cannot tell you how grieved I am for poor dear +Arthur (even you can hardly love him better than I do), +or with what anxiety I shall wait for further news of him.</p> + +<p>Pray let me know how he is to-morrow. Tell them at +home that Olliffe is the kindest and gentlest of men—a +man of rare experience and opportunity—perfect master +of his profession, and to be confidently and implicitly +relied upon. There is no man alive, in whose hands I +would more thankfully trust myself.</p> + +<p>I will write a cheery word to the dear fellow in the +morning.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_187" id="Page_187">[187]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Arthur +Smith.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Tavistock House, Tavistock Square, London, W.C.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday, 2nd December, 1858.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Arthur</span>,</div> + +<p>I cannot tell you how surprised and grieved I was +last night to hear from Albert of your severe illness. It is +not my present intention to give you the trouble of reading +anything like a letter, but I <span class="smcap">must</span> send you my loving word; +and tell you how we all think of you.</p> + +<p>And here am I going off to-morrow to that meeting at +Manchester without <i>you!</i> the wildest and most impossible +of moves as it seems to me. And to think of my coming +back by Coventry, on Saturday, to receive the chronometer—also +without you!</p> + +<p>If you don't get perfectly well soon, my dear old +fellow, I shall come over to Paris to look after you, and +to tell Olliffe (give him my love, and the same for Lady +Olliffe) what a Blessing he is.</p> + +<p>With kindest regards to Mrs. Arthur and her sister,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever heartily and affectionately yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_188" id="Page_188">[188]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1859.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. P. +Frith, +R.A.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday, 12th January, 1859.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Frith</span>,</div> + +<p>At eleven on Monday morning next, the gifted +individual whom you will transmit to posterity,<a name="FNanchor_67_67" id="FNanchor_67_67"></a><a href="#Footnote_67_67" class="fnanchor">[67]</a> will be at +Watkins'. Table also shall be there, and chair. Velvet +coat likewise if the tailor should have sent it home. But +the garment is more to be doubted than the man whose +signature here follows.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Cowden +Clark.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>21st August, 1859.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Cowden Clarke</span>,</div> + +<p>I cannot tell you how much pleasure I have derived +from the receipt of your earnest letter. Do not suppose +it possible that such praise can be "less than nothing" to +your old manager. It is more than all else.</p> + +<p>Here in my little country house on the summit of the +hill where Falstaff did the robbery, your words have come +to me in the most appropriate and delightful manner. +When the story can be read all at once, and my meaning +can be better seen, I will send it to you (sending it to<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_189" id="Page_189">[189]</a></span> +Dean Street, if you tell me of no better way), and it will +be a hearty gratification to think that you and your good +husband are reading it together. For you must both take +notice, please, that I have a reminder of you always before +me. On my desk, here, stand two green leaves<a name="FNanchor_68_68" id="FNanchor_68_68"></a><a href="#Footnote_68_68" class="fnanchor">[68]</a> which I +every morning station in their ever-green place at my +elbow. The leaves on the oak-trees outside the window are +less constant than these, for they are with me through the +four seasons.</p> + +<p>Lord! to think of the bygone day when you were +stricken mute (was it not at Glasgow?) and, being mounted +on a tall ladder at a practicable window, stared at Forster, +and with a noble constancy refused to utter word! Like +the Monk among the pictures with Wilkie, I begin to +think <i>that</i> the real world, and this the sham that goes out +with the lights.</p> + +<p>God bless you both.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_190" id="Page_190">[190]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1860.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Henry +F. Chorley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><span style="margin-right: 2em;"><a name="FNanchor_69_69" id="FNanchor_69_69"></a><a href="#Footnote_69_69" class="fnanchor">[69]</a><span class="smcap">Tavistock House, Tavistock Square, W.C.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday Night, Feb. 3, 1860.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Chorley</span>,</div> + +<p>I can most honestly assure you that I think +"Roccabella" a very remarkable book indeed. Apart—quite +apart—from my interest in you, I am certain that +if I had taken it up under any ordinarily favourable circumstances +as a book of which I knew nothing whatever, +I should not—could not—have relinquished it until I had +read it through. I had turned but a few pages, and come +to the shadow on the bright sofa at the foot of the bed, +when I knew myself to be in the hands of an artist. That +rare and delightful recognition I never lost for a moment +until I closed the second volume at the end. I am "a good +audience" when I have reason to be, and my girls would +testify to you, if there were need, that I cried over it +heartily. Your story seems to me remarkably ingenious. +I had not the least idea of the purport of the sealed +paper until you chose to enlighten me; and then I felt it +to be quite natural, quite easy, thoroughly in keeping with +the character and presentation of the Liverpool man. The +position of the Bell family in the story has a special air of +nature and truth; is quite new to me, and is so dexterously +and delicately done that I find the deaf daughter no less<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_191" id="Page_191">[191]</a></span> +real and distinct than the clergyman's wife. The turn of +the story round that damnable Princess I pursued with a +pleasure with which I could pursue nothing but a true +interest; and I declare to you that if I were put upon +finding anything better than the scene of Roccabella's +death, I should stare round my bookshelves very much at +a loss for a long time. Similarly, your characters have +really surprised me. From the lawyer to the Princess, I +swear to them as true; and in your fathoming of Rosamond +altogether, there is a profound wise knowledge that I admire +and respect with a heartiness not easily overstated in words.</p> + +<p>I am not quite with you as to the Italians. Your +knowledge of the Italian character seems to me surprisingly +subtle and penetrating; but I think we owe it to those most +unhappy men and their political wretchedness to ask ourselves +mercifully, whether their faults are not essentially +the faults of a people long oppressed and priest-ridden;—whether +their tendency to slink and conspire is not a +tendency that spies in every dress, from the triple crown to +a lousy head, have engendered in their ancestors through +generations? Again, like you, I shudder at the distresses +that come of these unavailing risings; my blood runs +hotter, as yours does, at the thought of the leaders safe, +and the instruments perishing by hundreds; yet what is +to be done? Their wrongs are so great that they <i>will</i> +rise from time to time somehow. It would be to doubt +the eternal providence of God to doubt that they will +rise successfully at last. Unavailing struggles against a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_192" id="Page_192">[192]</a></span> +dominant tyranny precede all successful turning against +it. And is it not a little hard in us Englishman, whose +forefathers have risen so often and striven against so much, +to look on, in our own security, through microscopes, and +detect the motes in the brains of men driven mad? Think, +if you and I were Italians, and had grown from boyhood to +our present time, menaced in every day through all these +years by that infernal confessional, dungeons, and soldiers, +could we be better than these men? Should we be so +good? I should not, I am afraid, if I know myself. Such +things would make of me a moody, bloodthirsty, implacable +man, who would do anything for revenge; and if I compromised +the truth—put it at the worst, habitually—where +should I ever have had it before me? In the old Jesuits' +college at Genoa, on the Chiaja at Naples, in the churches +of Rome, at the University of Padua, on the Piazzo San +Marco at Venice, where? And the government is in all +these places, and in all Italian places. I have seen something +of these men. I have known Mazzini and Gallenga; +Manin was tutor to my daughters in Paris; I have had long +talks about scores of them with poor Ary Scheffer, who was +their best friend. I have gone back to Italy after ten +years, and found the best men I had known there exiled or +in jail. I believe they have the faults you ascribe to them +(nationally, not individually), but I could not find it in my +heart, remembering their miseries, to exhibit those faults +without referring them back to their causes. You will +forgive my writing this, because I write it exactly as I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_193" id="Page_193">[193]</a></span> +write my cordial little tribute to the high merits of your +book. If it were not a living reality to me, I should care +nothing about this point of disagreement; but you are far +too earnest a man, and far too able a man, to be left +unremonstrated with by an admiring reader. You cannot +write so well without influencing many people. If you +could tell me that your book had but twenty readers, I +would reply, that so good a book will influence more +people's opinions, through those twenty, than a worthless +book would through twenty thousand; and I express this +with the perfect confidence of one in whose mind the book +has taken, for good and all, a separate and distinct place.</p> + +<p>Accept my thanks for the pleasure you have given me. +The poor acknowledgment of testifying to that pleasure +wherever I go will be my pleasure in return. And so, my +dear Chorley, good night, and God bless you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir John +Bowring.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Wednesday, 31st October, 1860.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir John</span>,<a name="FNanchor_70_70" id="FNanchor_70_70"></a><a href="#Footnote_70_70" class="fnanchor">[70]</a></div> + +<p>First let me congratulate you on your marriage and +wish you all happiness and prosperity.</p> + +<p>Secondly, I must tell you that I was greatly vexed with<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_194" id="Page_194">[194]</a></span> +the Chatham people for not giving me early notice of your +lecture. In that case I should (of course) have presided, as +President of the Institution, and I should have asked you +to honour my Falstaff house here. But when they made +your kind intention known to me, I had made some +important business engagements at the "All the Year +Round" office for that evening, which I could not possibly +forego. I charged them to tell you so, and was going to +write to you when I found your kind letter.</p> + +<p>Thanks for your paper, which I have sent to the +Printer's with much pleasure.</p> + +<p>We heard of your accident here, and of your "making +nothing of it." I said that you didn't make much of disasters, +and that you took poison (from natives) as quite a matter +of course in the way of business.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +A. H. +Layard.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, 4th December, 1860.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Layard</span>,</div> + +<p>I know you will readily believe that I would come if I +could, and that I am heartily sorry I cannot.</p> + +<p>A new story of my writing, nine months long, is just +begun in "All the Year Round." A certain allotment of +my time when I have that story-demand upon me, has, +all through my author life, been an essential condition of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_195" id="Page_195">[195]</a></span> +my health and success. I have just returned here to work +so many hours every day for so many days. It is really +impossible for me to break my bond.</p> + +<p>There is not a man in England who is more earnestly +your friend and admirer than I am. The conviction that +you know it, helps me out through this note. You are a +man of so much mark to me, that I even regret your +going into the House of Commons—for which assembly I +have but a scant respect. But I would not mention it to +the Southwark electors if I could come to-morrow; though +I should venture to tell them (and even that your friends +would consider very impolitic) that I think them very much +honoured by having such a candidate for their suffrages.</p> + +<p>My daughter and sister-in-law want to know what you +have done with your "pledge" to come down here again. +If they had votes for Southwark they would threaten to +oppose you—but would never do it. I was solemnly sworn +at breakfast to let you know that we should be delighted to +see you. Bear witness that I kept my oath.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Ever, my dear Layard,</span><br /> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Captain +Morgan.</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Friend</span>,</div> + +<p>I am heartily obliged to you for your seasonable and +welcome remembrance. It came to the office (while I was +there) in the pleasantest manner, brought by two seafaring<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_196" id="Page_196">[196]</a></span> +men as if they had swum across with it. I have +already told —— what I am very well assured of concerning +you, but you are such a noble fellow that I must not +pursue that subject. But you will at least take my cordial +and affectionate thanks. . . . . We have a touch of most +beautiful weather here now, and this country is most +beautiful too. I wish I could carry you off to a favourite +spot of mine between this and Maidstone, where I often +smoke your cigars and think of you. We often take our +lunch on a hillside there in the summer, and then I lie +down on the grass—a splendid example of laziness—and +say, "Now for my Morgan!"</p> + +<p>My daughter and her aunt declare that they know +the true scent of the true article (which I don't in the least +believe), and sometimes they exclaim, "That's not a +Morgan," and the worst of it is they were once right by +accident. . . . . I hope you will have seen the Christmas +number of "All the Year Round."<a name="FNanchor_71_71" id="FNanchor_71_71"></a><a href="#Footnote_71_71" class="fnanchor">[71]</a> Here and there, in the +description of the sea-going hero, I have given a touch or +two of remembrance of Somebody you know; very heartily +desiring that thousands of people may have some faint +reflection of the pleasure I have for many years derived +from the contemplation of a most amiable nature and most +remarkable man.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">With kindest regards, believe me, dear Morgan,</span><br /> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_197" id="Page_197">[197]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1861.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Malleson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Monday, 14th January, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Malleson</span>,</div> + +<p>I am truly sorry that I cannot have the pleasure of +dining with you on Thursday. Although I consider +myself quite well, and although my doctor almost admits +the fact when I indignantly tax him with it, I am not +discharged. His treatment renders him very fearful that I +should take cold in going to and fro; and he makes +excuses, therefore (as I darkly suspect), for keeping me +here until said treatment is done with. This morning he +tells me he must see me "once more, on Wednesday." As +he has said the like for a whole week, my confidence is not +blooming enough at this present writing to justify me in +leaving a possibility of Banquo's place at your table. +Hence this note. It is screwed out of me.</p> + +<p>With kind regards to Mr. Malleson, believe me,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_198" id="Page_198">[198]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Wednesday, 23rd January, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am delighted to receive your letter, and to look +forward with confidence to having such a successor in +August. I can honestly assure you that I never have been +so pleased at heart in all my literary life, as I am in the +proud thought of standing side by side with you before +this great audience.</p> + +<p>In regard of the story,<a name="FNanchor_72_72" id="FNanchor_72_72"></a><a href="#Footnote_72_72" class="fnanchor">[72]</a> I have perfect faith in such a +master-hand as yours; and I know that what such an +artist feels to be terrible and original, is unquestionably so. +You whet my interest by what you write of it to the utmost +extent.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">3, Hanover Terrace, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, 28th April, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>My story will finish in the first week in August. +Yours ought to begin in the last week of July, or the +last week but one. Wilkie Collins will be at work to +follow you. The publication has made a very great success +with "Great Expectations," and could not present a finer +time for you.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_199" id="Page_199">[199]</a></span></p> +<p>The question of length may be easily adjusted.</p> + +<p>Of the misgiving you entertain I cannot of course +judge until you give me leave to rush to the perusal. I +swear that I never thought I had half so much self-denial +as I have shown in this case! I think I shall +come out at Exeter Hall as a choice vessel on the strength +of it. In the meanwhile I have quickened the printer +and told him to get on fast.</p> + +<p>You cannot think how happy you make me by what +you write of "Great Expectations." There is nothing +like the pride of making such an effect on such a writer +as you.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">3, Hanover Terrace, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday, 8th May, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am anxious to let you know that Mr. Frederic +Lehmann, who is coming down to Knebworth to see +you (with his sister Mrs. Benzon) is a particular friend +of mine, for whom I have a very high and warm regard. +Although he will sufficiently enlist your sympathy on his +own behalf, I am sure that you will not be the less +interested in him because I am.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_200" id="Page_200">[200]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">3, Hanover Terrace</span>, <i>Sunday, 12th May, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I received your revised proofs only yesterday, and +I sat down to read them last night. And before I say +anything further I may tell you that I <span class="smcap">could not</span> lay +them aside, but was obliged to go on with them in my +bedroom until I got into a very ghostly state indeed. +This morning I have taken them again and have gone +through them with the utmost attention.</p> + +<p>Of the beauty and power of the writing I say not a +word, or of its originality and boldness, or of its quite +extraordinary constructive skill. I confine myself solely +to your misgiving, and to the question whether there +is any sufficient foundation for it.</p> + +<p>On the last head I say, without the faintest hesitation, +most decidedly there is NOT sufficient foundation for +it. I do not share it in the least. I believe that the +readers who have here given their minds (or perhaps +had any to give) to those strange psychological mysteries +in ourselves, of which we are all more or less conscious, +will accept your wonders as curious weapons in the armoury +of fiction, and will submit themselves to the Art with which +said weapons are used. Even to that class of intelligence +the marvellous addresses itself from a very strong position; +and that class of intelligence is not accustomed to find the +marvellous in such very powerful hands as yours. On +more imaginative readers the tale will fall (or I am greatly<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_201" id="Page_201">[201]</a></span> +mistaken) like a spell. By readers who combine some +imagination, some scepticism, and some knowledge and +learning, I hope it will be regarded as full of strange +fancy and curious study, startling reflections of their own +thoughts and speculations at odd times, and wonder which +a master has a right to evoke. In the last point lies, to +my thinking, the whole case. If you were the Magician's +servant instead of the Magician, these potent spirits would +get the better of you; but you <i>are</i> the Magician, and they +don't, and you make them serve your purpose.</p> + +<p>Occasionally in the dialogue I see an expression here +and there which might—always solely with a reference +to your misgiving—be better away; and I think that +the vision, to use the word for want of a better—in the +museum, should be made a little less abstruse. I should +not say that, if the sale of the journal was below the sale +of <i>The Times</i> newspaper; but as it is probably several +thousands higher, I do. I would also suggest that after +the title we put the two words—<span class="smcap">A Romance</span>. It is +an absurdly easy device for getting over your misgiving +with the blockheads, but I think it would be an effective +one. I don't, on looking at it, like the title. Here are +a few that have occurred to me.</p> + +<p>"The Steel Casket."</p> + +<p>"The Lost Manuscript."</p> + +<p>"Derval Court."</p> + +<p>"Perpetual Youth."</p> + +<p>"Maggie."<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_202" id="Page_202">[202]</a></span></p> + +<p>"Dr. Fenwick."</p> + +<p>"Life and Death."</p> + +<p>The four last I think the best. There is an objection +to "Dr. Fenwick" because there has been "Dr. Antonio," +and there is a book of Dumas' which repeats the objection. +I don't think "Fenwick" startling enough. It appears to +me that a more startling title would take the (John) Bull +by the horns, and would be a serviceable concession to +your misgiving, as suggesting a story off the stones of +the gas-lighted Brentford Road.</p> + +<p>The title is the first thing to be settled, and cannot be +settled too soon.</p> + +<p>For the purposes of the weekly publication the divisions +of the story will often have to be greatly changed, though +afterwards, in the complete book, you can, of course, +divide it into chapters, free from that reference. For +example: I would end the first chapter on the third slip +at "and through the ghostly streets, under the ghostly +moon, went back to my solitary room." The rest of what +is now your first chapter might be made Chapter II., +and would end the first weekly part.</p> + +<p>I think I have become, by dint of necessity and practice, +rather cunning in this regard; and perhaps you +would not mind my looking closely to such points from +week to week. It so happens that if you had written +the opening of this story expressly for the occasion its +striking incidents could not possibly have followed one +another better. One other merely mechanical change I +suggest now. I would not have an initial letter for the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_203" id="Page_203">[203]</a></span> +town, but would state in the beginning that I gave the +town a fictitious name. I suppose a blank or a dash +rather fends a good many people off—because it always +has that effect upon me.</p> + +<p>Be sure that I am perfectly frank and open in all I +have said in this note, and that I have not a grain of +reservation in my mind. I think the story a very fine +one, one that no other man could write, and that there +is no strength in your misgiving for the two reasons: +firstly, that the work is professedly a work of Fancy +and Fiction, in which the reader is not required against +his will to take everything for Fact; secondly, that it is +written by the man who can write it. The Magician's +servant does not know what to do with the ghost, and +has, consequently, no business with him. The Magician +does know what to do with him, and has all the business +with him that he can transact.</p> + +<p>I am quite at ease on the points that you have expressed +yourself as not at ease upon. Quite. I cannot too often +say that if they were carried on weak shoulders they would +break the bearer down. But in your mastering of them +lies the mastery over the reader.</p> + +<p>This will reach you at Knebworth, I hope, to-morrow +afternoon. Pray give your doubts to the winds of that +high spot, and believe that if I had them I would swarm +up the flag-staff quite as nimbly as Margrave and nail the +Fenwick colours to the top.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_204" id="Page_204">[204]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">3, Hanover Terrace, Regent's Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, Twentieth May, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I did not read from Australia till the end, because +I was obliged to be hard at work that day, and thought +it best that the MS. should come back to you rather than +that I should detain it. Of course, I <i>can</i> read it, whenever +it suits you. As to Isabel's dying and Fenwick's +growing old, I would say that, beyond question, whatever +the meaning of the story tends to, is the proper end.</p> + +<p>All the alterations you mention in your last, are +excellent.</p> + +<p>As to title, "Margrave, a Tale of Mystery," would +be sufficiently striking. I prefer "Wonder" to "Mystery," +because I think it suggests something higher +and more apart from ordinary complications of plot, or +the like, which "Mystery" might seem to mean. Will +you kindly remark that the title <span class="smcap">presses</span>, and that it will +be a great relief to have it as soon as possible. The +last two months of my story are our best time for +announcement and preparation. Of course, it is most +desirable that your story should have the full benefit of +them.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_205" id="Page_205">[205]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Lady +Olliffe.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Lord Warden Hotel, Dover</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, Twenty-sixth May, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lady Olliffe</span>,</div> + +<p>I have run away to this sea-beach to get rid of +my neuralgic face.</p> + +<p>Touching the kind invitations received from you this +morning, I feel that the only course I can take—without +being a Humbug—is to decline them. After the middle +of June I shall be mostly at Gad's Hill—I know that +I cannot do better than keep out of the way of hot +rooms and late dinners, and what would you think of +me, or call me, if I were to accept and not come!</p> + +<p>No, no, no. Be still my soul. Be virtuous, eminent +author. Do <i>not</i> accept, my Dickens. She is to come +to Gad's Hill with her spouse. Await her <i>there</i>, my +child. (Thus the voice of wisdom.)</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;">My dear Lady Olliffe,</span><br /> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Milner +Gibson.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Monday, Eighth July, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Gibson</span>,</div> + +<p>I want very affectionately and earnestly to congratulate +you on your eldest daughter's approaching marriage. +Up to the moment when Mary told me of it,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_206" id="Page_206">[206]</a></span> +I had foolishly thought of her always as the pretty +little girl with the frank loving face whom I saw last on +the sands at Broadstairs. I rubbed my eyes and woke +at the words "going to be married," and found I had +been walking in my sleep some years.</p> + +<p>I want to thank you also for thinking of me on the +occasion, but I feel that I am better away from it. I +should really have a misgiving that I was a sort of +shadow on a young marriage, and you will understand +me when I say so, and no more.</p> + +<p>But I shall be with you in the best part of myself, +in the warmth of sympathy and friendship—and I send +my love to the dear girl, and devoutly hope and believe +that she will be happy. The face that I remember with +perfect accuracy, and could draw here, if I could draw +at all, was made to be happy and to make a husband so.</p> + +<p>I wonder whether you ever travel by railroad in these +times! I wish Mary could tempt you to come by any +road to this little place.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">With kind regard to Milner Gibson, believe me ever,</span><br /> +Affectionately and faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_207" id="Page_207">[207]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, Seventeenth September, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am delighted with your letter of yesterday—delighted +with the addition to the length of the story—delighted +with your account of it, and your interest in +it—and even more than delighted by what you say of +our working in company.</p> + +<p>Not one dissentient voice has reached me respecting +it. Through the dullest time of the year we held our +circulation most gallantly. And it could not have taken +a better hold. I saw Forster on Friday (newly returned +from thousands of provincial lunatics), and he really was +more impressed than I can tell you by what he had seen +of it. Just what you say you think it will turn out +to be, <i>he</i> was saying, almost in the same words.</p> + +<p>I am burning to get at the whole story;—and you +inflame me in the maddest manner by your references +to what I don't know. The exquisite art with which +you have changed it, and have overcome the difficulties +of the mode of publication, has fairly staggered me. I +know pretty well what the difficulties are; and there is +no other man who could have done it, I ween.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_208" id="Page_208">[208]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +H. G. +Adams.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, Sixth October, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Adams</span>,</div> + +<p>My readings are a sad subject to me just now, +for I am going away on the 28th to read fifty times, +and I have lost Mr. Arthur Smith—a friend whom I can +never replace—who always went with me, and transacted, +as no other man ever can, all the business connected +with them, and without whom, I fear, they will be dreary +and weary to me. But this is not to the purpose of your +letter.</p> + +<p>I desire to be useful to the Institution of the place +with which my childhood is inseparably associated, and +I will serve it this next Christmas if I can. Will you +tell me when I could do you most good by reading for +you?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +B. W. +Procter.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, Twelfth November, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Procter</span>,</div> + +<p>I grieve to reply to your note, that I am obliged +to read at Newcastle on the 21st. Poor Arthur Smith +had pledged me to do so before I knew that my annual +engagement with you was being encroached on. I am +heartily sorry for this, and shall miss my usual place at<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_209" id="Page_209">[209]</a></span> +your table, quite as much (to say the least) as my place +can possibly miss me. You may be sure that I shall +drink to my dear old friend in a bumper that day, with +love and best wishes. Don't leave me out next year for +having been carried away north this time.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Queen's Head Hotel, Newcastle-on-Tyne</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday Night, Twentieth November, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I have read here, this evening, very attentively, +Nos. 19 and 20. I have not the least doubt of the introduced +matter; whether considered for its policy, its beauty, +or its wise bearing on the story, it is decidedly a great +improvement. It is at once very suggestive and very new +to have these various points of view presented to the +reader's mind.</p> + +<p>That the audience is good enough for anything that is +well presented to it, I am quite sure.</p> + +<p>When you can avoid <i>notes</i>, however, and get their +substance into the text, it is highly desirable in the case +of so large an audience, simply because, as so large an +audience necessarily reads the story in small portions, it +is of the greater importance that they should retain as<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_210" id="Page_210">[210]</a></span> +much of its argument as possible. Whereas the difficulty +of getting numbers of people to read notes (which they +invariably regard as interruptions of the text, not as +strengtheners or elucidators of it) is wonderful.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">"All the Year Round" Office</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Eighteenth December, 1861.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I have not had a moment in which to write to +you. Even now I write with the greatest press upon me, +meaning to write in detail in a day or two.</p> + +<p>But I have <i>read</i>, at all events, though not written. And +I say, Most masterly and most admirable! It is impossible +to lay the sheets down without finishing them. I showed +them to Georgina and Mary, and they read and read and +never stirred until they had read all. There cannot be a +doubt of the beauty, power, and artistic excellence of the +whole.</p> + +<p>I counsel you most strongly <span class="smcap">not</span> to append the proposed +dialogue between Fenwick and Faber, and <span class="smcap">not</span> to enter upon +any explanation beyond the title-page and the motto, unless +it be in some very brief preface. Decidedly I would not +help the reader, if it were only for the reason that that +anticipates his being in need of help, and his feeling<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_211" id="Page_211">[211]</a></span> +objections and difficulties that require solution. Let the +book explain itself. It speaks <i>for</i> itself with a noble +eloquence.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1862.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, Twenty-fourth January, 1862.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I have considered your questions, and here follow +my replies.</p> + +<p>1. I think you undoubtedly <i>have</i> the right to forbid +the turning of your play into an opera.</p> + +<p>2. I do <i>not</i> think the production of such an opera in the +slightest degree likely to injure the play or to render it a +less valuable property than it is now. If it could have any +effect on so standard and popular a work as "The Lady of +Lyons," the effect would, in my judgment, be beneficial. +But I believe the play to be high above any such influence.</p> + +<p>3. Assuming you do consent to the adaptation, in a +desire to oblige Oxenford, I would not recommend your +asking any pecuniary compensation. This for two reasons: +firstly, because the compensation could only be small at the +best; secondly, because your taking it would associate you +(unreasonably, but not the less assuredly) with the opera.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_212" id="Page_212">[212]</a></span></p> + +<p>The only objection I descry is purely one of feeling. +Pauline trotting about in front of the float, invoking the +orchestra with a limp pocket-handkerchief, is a notion that +makes goose-flesh of my back. Also a yelping tenor going +away to the wars in a <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'scena'">scene a</ins> half-an-hour long is painful to +contemplate. Damas, too, as a bass, with a grizzled bald +head, blatently bellowing about</p> + +<div class='poem'> +Years long ago,<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">When the sound of the drum</span><br /> +First made his blood glow<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">With a rum ti tum tum—</span><br /> +</div> + +<p>rather sticks in my throat; but there really seems to me to +be no other objection, if you can get over this.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Baylis.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Saturday, First February, 1862.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Baylis</span>,</div> + +<p>I have just come home. Finding your note, I write +to you at once, or you might do me the wrong of supposing +me unmindful of it and you.</p> + +<p>I agree with you about Smith himself, and I don't think +it necessary to pursue the painful subject. Such things are +at an end, I think, for the time being;—fell to the ground +with the poor man at Cremorne. If they should be resumed,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_213" id="Page_213">[213]</a></span> +then they must be attacked; but I hope the fashion (far +too much encouraged in its Blondin-beginning by those +who should know much better) is over.</p> + +<p>It always appears to me that the common people have +an excuse in their patronage of such exhibitions which +people above them in condition have not. Their lives are +full of physical difficulties, and they like to see such +difficulties overcome. They go to see them overcome. If +I am in danger of falling off a scaffold or a ladder any day, +the man who claims that he can't fall from anything is a +very wonderful and agreeable person to me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Henry F. +Chorley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">16, Hyde Park Gate, South Kensington Gore, W.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Saturday, 1st March, 1862.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Chorley</span>,</div> + +<p>I was at your lecture<a name="FNanchor_73_73" id="FNanchor_73_73"></a><a href="#Footnote_73_73" class="fnanchor">[73]</a> this afternoon, and I hope I +may venture to tell you that I was extremely pleased and +interested. Both the matter of the materials and the +manner of their arrangement were quite admirable, and a +modesty and complete absence of any kind of affectation +pervaded the whole discourse, which was quite an example +to the many whom it concerns. If you could be a very +little louder, and would never let a sentence go for the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_214" id="Page_214">[214]</a></span> +thousandth part of an instant until the last word is out, +you would find the audience more responsive.</p> + +<p>A spoken sentence will never run alone in all its life, +and is never to be trusted to itself in its most insignificant +member. See it <i>well out</i>—with the voice—and the part of +the audience is made surprisingly easier. In that excellent +description of the Spanish mendicant and his guitar, as +well as the very happy touches about the dance and the +castanets, the people were really desirous to express very +hearty appreciation; but by giving them rather too much +to do in watching and listening for latter words, you +stopped them. I take the liberty of making the remark, +as one who has fought with beasts (oratorically) in divers +arenas. For the rest nothing could be better. Knowledge, +ingenuity, neatness, condensation, good sense, and good +taste in delightful combination.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Austin.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Paris, Rue du Faubourg St. Honoré, 27</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, Seventh November, 1862.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Letitia</span>,</div> + +<p>I should have written to you from here sooner, +but for having been constantly occupied.</p> + +<p>Your improved account of yourself is very cheering +and hopeful. Through determined occupation and action, +lies the way. Be sure of it.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_215" id="Page_215">[215]</a></span></p> + +<p>I came over to France before Georgina and Mary, and +went to Boulogne to meet them coming in by the steamer on +the great Sunday—the day of the storm. I stood (holding +on with both hands) on the pier at Boulogne, five hours. +The Sub-Marine Telegraph had telegraphed their boat +as having come out of Folkestone—though the companion +boat from Boulogne didn't try it—and at nine o'clock at +night, she being due at six, there were no signs of her. +My principal dread was, that she would try to get into +Boulogne; which she could not possibly have done +without carrying away everything on deck. The tide at +nine o'clock being too low for any such desperate attempt, +I thought it likely that they had run for the Downs and +would knock about there all night. So I went to the Inn to +dry my pea-jacket and get some dinner anxiously enough, +when, at about ten, came a telegram from them at Calais +to say they had run in there. To Calais I went, post, +next morning, expecting to find them half-dead (of course, +they had arrived half-drowned), but I found them elaborately +got up to come on to Paris by the next Train, +and the most wonderful thing of all was, that they hardly +seem to have been frightened! Of course, they had discovered +at the end of the voyage, that a young bride +and her husband, the only other passengers on deck, +and with whom they had been talking all the time, were +an officer from Chatham whom they knew very well (when +dry), just married and going to India! So they all set +up house-keeping together at Dessin's at Calais (where I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_216" id="Page_216">[216]</a></span> +am well known), and looked as if they had been passing +a mild summer there.</p> + +<p>We have a pretty apartment here, but house-rent is +awful to mention. Mrs. Bouncer (muzzled by the Parisian +police) is also here, and is a wonderful spectacle to +behold in the streets, restrained like a raging Lion.</p> + +<p>I learn from an embassy here, that the Emperor has +just made an earnest proposal to our Government to +unite with France (and Russia, if Russia will) in an appeal +to America to stop the brutal war. Our Government's +answer is not yet received, but I think I clearly perceive +that the proposal will be declined, on the ground "that +the time has not yet come."</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1863.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Henry +F. Chorley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, December 18th, 1863.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Chorley</span>,</div> + +<p>This is a "Social Science" note, touching prospective +engagements.</p> + +<p>If you are obliged, as you were last year, to go away +between Christmas Day and New Year's Day, then we rely +upon your coming back to see the old year out. Furthermore, +I rely upon you for this: Lady Molesworth says she +will come down for a day or two, and I have told her <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'tha'">that</ins><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_217" id="Page_217">[217]</a></span> +I shall ask you to be her escort, and to arrange a time. +Will you take counsel with her, and arrange accordingly? +After our family visitors are gone, Mary is going a-hunting +in Hampshire; but if you and Lady Molesworth could make +out from Saturday, the 9th of January, as your day of +coming together, or for any day between that and Saturday, +the 16th, it would be beforehand with her going and would +suit me excellently. There is a new officer at the dockyard, +<i>vice</i> Captain —— (now an admiral), and I will take that opportunity +of paying him and his wife the attention of asking +them to dine in these gorgeous halls. For all of which +reasons, if the Social Science Congress of two could meet +and arrive at a conclusion, the conclusion would be thankfully +booked by the illustrious writer of these lines.</p> + +<p>On Christmas Eve there is a train from your own +Victoria Station at 4.35 p.m., which will bring you to +Strood (Rochester Bridge Station) in an hour, and there a +majestic form will be descried in a Basket.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Yours affectionately. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_218" id="Page_218">[218]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1864.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. H. +Wills.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Lord Warden Hotel, Dover</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, 16th October, 1864.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Wills</span>,</div> + +<p>I was unspeakably relieved, and most agreeably +surprised to get your letter this morning. I had pictured +you as lying there waiting full another week. Whereas, +please God, you will now come up with a wet sheet and a +flowing sail—as we say in these parts.</p> + +<p>My expectations of "Mrs. Lirriper's" sale are not so +mighty as yours, but I am heartily glad and grateful to be +honestly able to believe that she is nothing but a good 'un. +It is the condensation of a quantity of subjects and the very +greatest pains.</p> + +<p>George Russell knew nothing whatever of the slightest +doubt of your being elected at the Garrick. Rely on my +probing the matter to the bottom and ascertaining everything +about it, and giving you the fullest information in +ample time to decide what shall be done. Don't bother +yourself about it. I have spoken. On my eyes be it.</p> + +<p>As next week will not be my working-time at "Our +Mutual Friend," I shall devote the day of Friday (<i>not</i> the +evening) to making up news. Therefore I write to say that +if you would rather stay where you are than come to +London, <i>don't come</i>. I shall throw my hat into the ring at +eleven, and shall receive all the punishment that can be +administered by two Nos. on end like a British Glutton.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_219" id="Page_219">[219]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Wednesday, 30th November, 1864.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Wills</span>,</div> + +<p>I found the beautiful and perfect Brougham<a name="FNanchor_74_74" id="FNanchor_74_74"></a><a href="#Footnote_74_74" class="fnanchor">[74]</a> awaiting +me in triumph at the Station when I came down yesterday +afternoon. Georgina and Marsh were both highly mortified +that it had fallen dark, and the beauties of the carriage +were obscured. But of course I had it out in the yard the +first thing this morning, and got in and out at both the +doors, and let down and pulled up the windows, and +checked an imaginary coachman, and leaned back in a +state of placid contemplation.</p> + +<p>It is the lightest and prettiest and best carriage of the +class ever made. But you know that I value it for higher +reasons than these. It will always be dear to me—far +dearer than anything on wheels could ever be for its own +sake—as a proof of your ever generous friendship and +appreciation, and a memorial of a happy intercourse and +a perfect confidence that have never had a break, and +that surely never can have any break now (after all these +years) but one.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your faithful.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_220" id="Page_220">[220]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Miss Mary +Boyle.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Saturday, 31st December, 1864.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mary</span>,</div> + +<p>Many happy years to you and those who are near +and dear to you. These and a thousand unexpressed good +wishes of his heart from the humble Jo.</p> + +<p>And also an earnest word of commendation of the little +Christmas book.<a name="FNanchor_75_75" id="FNanchor_75_75"></a><a href="#Footnote_75_75" class="fnanchor">[75]</a> Very gracefully and charmingly done. +The right feeling, the right touch; a very neat hand, and a +very true heart.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your affectionate.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1865.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir +Edward +Bulwer +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday, 20th July, 1865.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Bulwer Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am truly sorry to reply to your kind and welcome +note that we cannot come to Knebworth on a visit at this +time: firstly, because I am tied by the leg to my book. +Secondly, because my married daughter and her husband +are with us. Thirdly, because my two boys are at home +for their holidays.</p> + +<p>But if you would come out of that murky electioneering<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_221" id="Page_221">[221]</a></span> +atmosphere and come to us, you don't know how delighted +we should be. You should have your own way as completely +as though you were at home. You should have +a cheery room, and you should have a Swiss châlet all to +yourself to write in. <i>Smoking regarded as a personal +favour to the family.</i> Georgina is so insupportably vain +on account of being a favourite of yours, that you might +find <i>her</i> a drawback; but nothing else would turn out +in that way, I hope.</p> + +<p><i>Won't</i> you manage it? <i>Do</i> think of it. If, for instance, +you would come back with us on that Guild Saturday. I +have turned the house upside down and inside out since +you were here, and have carved new rooms out of places +then non-existent. Pray do think of it, and do manage +it. I should be heartily pleased.</p> + +<p>I hope you will find the purpose and the plot of my +book very plain when you see it as a whole piece. I am +looking forward to sending you the proofs complete about +the end of next month. It is all sketched out and I am +working hard on it, giving it all the pains possible to be +bestowed on a labour of love. Your critical opinion two +months in advance of the public will be invaluable to me. +For you know what store I set by it, and how I think over +a hint from you.</p> + +<p>I notice the latest piece of poisoning ingenuity in +Pritchard's case. When he had made his medical student +boarders sick, by poisoning the family food, he then quietly +walked out, took an emetic, and made himself sick. This<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_222" id="Page_222">[222]</a></span> +with a view to ask them, in examination on a possible trial, +whether he did not present symptoms at the time like the +rest?—A question naturally asked for him and answered +in the affirmative. From which I get at the fact.</p> + +<p>If your constituency don't bring you in they deserve to +lose you, and may the Gods continue to confound them! I +shudder at the thought of such public life as political life. +Would there not seem to be something horribly rotten +in the system of it, when one stands amazed how any +man—not forced into it by position, as you are—can bear +to live it?</p> + +<p>But the private life here is my point, and again I urge +upon you. Do think of it, and Do come.</p> + +<p>I want to tell you how I have been impressed by the +"Boatman." It haunts me as only a beautiful and profound +thing can. The lines are always running in my +head, as the river runs with me.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Henry +F. Chorley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 4em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">No. 26, Wellington Street, Strand, W.C.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Saturday, 28th of October, 1865.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Chorley</span>,</div> + +<p>I find your letter here only to-day. I shall be +delighted to dine with you on Tuesday, the 7th, but I +cannot answer for Mary, as she is staying with the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_223" id="Page_223">[223]</a></span> +Lehmanns. To the best of my belief, she is coming to +Gad's this evening to dine with a neighbour. In that +case, she will immediately answer for herself. I have +seen the <i>Athenæum</i>, and most heartily and earnestly thank +you. Trust me, there is nothing I could have wished +away, and all that I read there affects and delights me. +I feel so generous an appreciation and sympathy so very +strongly, that if I were to try to write more, I should +blur the words by seeing them dimly.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Procter.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Sunday, 29th October, 1865.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Procter</span>,</div> + +<p>The beautiful table-cover was a most cheering surprise +to me when I came home last night, and I lost not +a moment in finding a table for it, where it stands in a +beautiful light and a perfect situation. Accept my heartiest +thanks for a present on which I shall set a peculiar and +particular value.</p> + +<p>Enclosed is the MS. of the introduction.<a name="FNanchor_76_76" id="FNanchor_76_76"></a><a href="#Footnote_76_76" class="fnanchor">[76]</a> The printers +have cut it across and mended it again, because I always +expect them to be quick, and so they distribute my "copy"<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_224" id="Page_224">[224]</a></span> +among several hands, and apparently not very clean ones +in this instance.</p> + +<p>Odd as the poor butcher's feeling appears, I think +I can understand it. Much as he would not have liked +his boy's grave to be without a tombstone, had he died +ashore and had a grave, so he can't bear him to drift to +the depths of the ocean unrecorded.</p> + +<p>My love to Procter.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. W. B. +Rye.<a name="FNanchor_77_77" id="FNanchor_77_77"></a><a href="#Footnote_77_77" class="fnanchor">[77]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, 3rd November, 1865.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I beg you to accept my cordial thanks for your +curious "Visits to Rochester." As I peeped about its +old corners with interest and wonder when I was a very +little child, few people can find a greater charm in that +ancient city than I do.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, yours faithfully and obliged.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_225" id="Page_225">[225]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1866.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Forster.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "all the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Friday, 26th January, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Forster</span>,</div> + +<p>I most heartily hope that your doleful apprehensions +will prove unfounded. These changes from muggy +weather to slight sharp frost, and back again, touch weak +places, as I find by my own foot; but the touch goes by. +May it prove so with you!</p> + +<p>Yesterday Captain ——, Captain ——, and Captain +——, dined at Gad's. They are, all three, naval officers +of the highest reputation. —— is supposed to be the best +sailor in our Service. I said I had been remarking at +home, <i>à propos</i> of the <i>London</i>, that I knew of no shipwreck +of a large strong ship (not carrying weight of +guns) in the open sea, and that I could find none such in +the shipwreck books. They all agreed that the unfortunate +Captain Martin <i>must</i> have been unacquainted with the +truth as to what can and what can not be done with a +Steamship having rigging and canvas; and that no sailor +would dream of turning a ship's stern to such a gale—<i>unless +his vessel could run faster than the sea</i>. —— said +(and the other two confirmed) that the <i>London</i> was the +better for everything that she lost aloft in such a gale, and +that with her head kept to the wind by means of a storm +topsail—which is hoisted from the deck and requires no +man to be sent aloft, and can be set under the worst<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_226" id="Page_226">[226]</a></span> +circumstances—the disaster could not have occurred. +If he had no such sail, he could have improvised it, +even of hammocks and the like. They said that under +a Board of Enquiry into the wreck, any efficient witness +must of necessity state this as the fact, and could not +possibly avoid the conclusion that the seamanship was +utterly bad; and as to the force of the wind, for which +I suggested allowance, they all had been in West Indian +hurricanes and in Typhoons, and had put the heads of their +ships to the wind under the most adverse circumstances.</p> + +<p>I thought you might be interested in this, as you have +no doubt been interested in the case. They had a great +respect for the unfortunate Captain's character, and for +his behaviour when the case was hopeless, but they had +not the faintest doubt that he lost the ship and those two +hundred and odd lives.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. R. M. +Ross.<a name="FNanchor_78_78" id="FNanchor_78_78"></a><a href="#Footnote_78_78" class="fnanchor">[78]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 19th February, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I have the honour to acknowledge the receipt of +your obliging letter enclosing a copy of the Resolution +passed by the members of the St. George Club on my +last past birthday. Do me the kindness to assure those<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_227" id="Page_227">[227]</a></span> +friends of mine that I am touched to the heart by their +affectionate remembrance, and that I highly esteem it. +To have established such relations with readers of my +books is a great happiness to me, and one that I hope +never to forfeit by being otherwise than manfully and +truly in earnest in my vocation.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;">I am, dear sir,</span><br /> +Your faithful servant.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. R. +Browning.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">6, Southwick Place, Hyde Park</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 12th March, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Browning</span>,<a name="FNanchor_79_79" id="FNanchor_79_79"></a><a href="#Footnote_79_79" class="fnanchor">[79]</a></div> + +<p>Will you dine here next Sunday at half-past six +punctually, instead of with Forster? I am going to read +Thirty times, in London and elsewhere, and as I am +coming out with "Doctor Marigold," I had written to +ask Forster to come on Sunday and hear me sketch +him. Forster says (with his own boldness) that he is +sure it would not bore you to have that taste of his +quality after dinner. I should be delighted if this should +prove true. But I give warning that in that case I shall +exact a promise from you to come to St. James's Hall one +evening in April or May, and hear "David Copperfield," +my own particular favourite.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_228" id="Page_228">[228]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Lord +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Monday, 16th July, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>First, let me congratulate you on the honour which +Lord Derby has conferred upon the peerage. And next, +let me thank you heartily for your kind letter.</p> + +<p>I am very sorry to report that we are so encumbered +with engagements in the way of visitors coming here that +we cannot see our way to getting to Knebworth yet.</p> + +<p>Mary and Georgina send you their kind regard, and hope +that the delight of coming to see you is only deferred.</p> + +<p>Fitzgerald will be so proud of your opinion of his +"Mrs. Tillotson," and will (I know) derive such great +encouragement from it that I have faithfully quoted it, +word for word, and sent it on to him in Ireland. He +is a very clever fellow (you may remember, perhaps, +that I brought him to Knebworth on the Guild day) and +has charming sisters and an excellent position.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.<a name="FNanchor_80_80" id="FNanchor_80_80"></a><a href="#Footnote_80_80" class="fnanchor">[80]</a></div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>September, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>Again I have to thank you very heartily for your +kindness in writing to me about my son. The intelligence +you send me concerning him is a great relief and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_229" id="Page_229">[229]</a></span> +satisfaction to my mind, and I cannot separate those +feelings from a truly grateful recognition of the advice +and assistance for which he is much beholden to you, +or from his strong desire to deserve your good opinion.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Believe me always, my dear sir,</span><br /> +Your faithful and truly obliged.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Anonymous.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Thursday, 27th December, 1866.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,<a name="FNanchor_81_81" id="FNanchor_81_81"></a><a href="#Footnote_81_81" class="fnanchor">[81]</a></div> + +<p>You make an absurd, though common mistake, in +supposing that any human creature can help you to be +an authoress, if you cannot become one in virtue of your +own powers. I know nothing about "impenetrable +barrier," "outsiders," and "charmed circles." I know that +anyone who can write what is suitable to the requirements +of my own journal—for instance—is a person I am +heartily glad to discover, and do not very often find. +And I believe this to be no rare case in periodical literature. +I cannot undertake to advise you in the abstract, +as I number my unknown correspondents by the hundred. +But if you offer anything to me for insertion in "All the +Year Round," you may be sure that it will be honestly +read, and that it will be judged by no test but its own +merits and adaptability to those pages.</p> + +<p>But I am bound to add that I do not regard successful +fiction as a thing to be achieved in "leisure moments."</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_230" id="Page_230">[230]</a></span></p> + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1867.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Hon. +Robert +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Wednesday, 17th April, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Robert Lytton</span>,<a name="FNanchor_82_82" id="FNanchor_82_82"></a><a href="#Footnote_82_82" class="fnanchor">[82]</a></div> + +<p>It would have been really painful to me, if I had +seen you and yours at a Reading of mine in right of any +other credentials than my own. Your appreciation has +given me higher and purer gratification than your modesty +can readily believe. When I first entered on this interpretation +of myself (then quite strange in the public ear) +I was sustained by the hope that I could drop into +some hearts, some new expression of the meaning of my +books, that would touch them in a new way. To this +hour that purpose is so strong in me, and so real are my +fictions to myself, that, after hundreds of nights, I come +with a feeling of perfect freshness to that little red table, +and laugh and cry with my hearers, as if I had never +stood there before. You will know from this what a +delight it is to be delicately understood, and why your +earnest words cannot fail to move me.</p> + +<p>We are delighted to be remembered by your charming +wife, and I am entrusted with more messages from this +house to her, than you would care to give or withhold, +so I suppress them myself and absolve you from the +difficulty.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_231" id="Page_231">[231]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Henry +W. Phillips.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Thursday, 16th April, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Phillips</span>,<a name="FNanchor_83_83" id="FNanchor_83_83"></a><a href="#Footnote_83_83" class="fnanchor">[83]</a></div> + +<p>Although I think the scheme has many good points, +I have this doubt: Would boys so maintained at any one of +our great public schools stand at a decided disadvantage +towards boys not so maintained? Foundation Scholars, in +many cases, win their way into public schools and so enforce +respect and even assert superiority. In many other cases +their patron is a remote and misty person, or Institution, +sanctioned by Time and custom. But the proposed position +would be a very different one for a student to hold, and +boys are too often inconsiderate, proud, and cruel. I should +like to know whether this point has received consideration +from the projectors of the design?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Henry +F. Chorley.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, June 2nd, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Chorley</span>,</div> + +<p>Thank God I have come triumphantly through the +heavy work of the fifty-one readings, and am wonderfully +fresh. I grieve to hear of your sad occupation. You know<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_232" id="Page_232">[232]</a></span> +where to find rest, and quiet, and sympathy, when you can +change the dreary scene.</p> + +<p>I saw poor dear Stanfield (on a hint from his eldest son) +in a day's interval between two expeditions. It was clear +that the shadow of the end had fallen on him.</p> + +<p>It happened well that I had seen, on a wild day at +Tynemouth, a remarkable sea-effect, of which I wrote a +description to him, and he had kept it under his pillow. +This place is looking very pretty. The freshness and +repose of it, after all those thousands of gas-lighted faces, +sink into the soul.<a name="FNanchor_84_84" id="FNanchor_84_84"></a><a href="#Footnote_84_84" class="fnanchor">[84]</a></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>September 3rd, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,<a name="FNanchor_85_85" id="FNanchor_85_85"></a><a href="#Footnote_85_85" class="fnanchor">[85]</a></div> + +<p>Your cheering letter of the 21st of August arrived +here this morning. A thousand thanks for it. I begin to +think (nautically) that I "head west'ard." You shall hear +from me fully and finally as soon as Dolby shall have +reported personally.</p> + +<p>The other day I received a letter from Mr. ——, of New +York (who came over in the winning yacht, and described +the voyage in <i>The Times</i>), saying he would much like to see +me. I made an appointment in London, and observed that<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_233" id="Page_233">[233]</a></span> +when he <i>did</i> see me he was obviously astonished. While I +was sensible that the magnificence of my appearance would +fully account for his being overcome, I nevertheless angled +for the cause of his surprise. He then told me that there +was a paragraph going round the papers to the effect that I +was "in a critical state of health." I asked him if he was +sure it wasn't "cricketing" state of health. To which he +replied, Quite. I then asked him down here to dinner, and +he was again staggered by finding me in sporting training; +also much amused.</p> + +<p>Yesterday's and to-day's post bring me this unaccountable +paragraph from hosts of uneasy friends, with the +enormous and wonderful addition that "eminent surgeons" +are sending me to America for "cessation from literary +labour"!!! So I have written a quiet line to <i>The Times</i>, +certifying to my own state of health, and have also begged +Dixon to do the like in <i>The Athenæum</i>. I mention the +matter to you, in order that you may contradict, from me, +if the nonsense should reach America unaccompanied by +the truth. But I suppose that <i>The New York Herald</i> will +probably have got the letter from Mr. —— aforesaid. . . . .</p> + +<p>Charles Reade and Wilkie Collins are here; and the +joke of the time is to feel my pulse when I appear at table, +and also to inveigle innocent messengers to come over to +the summer-house, where I write (the place is quite changed +since you were here, and a tunnel under the highroad connects +this shrubbery with the front garden), to ask, with +their compliments, how I find myself <i>now</i>.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_234" id="Page_234">[234]</a></span></p> + +<p>If I come to America this next November, even you can +hardly imagine with what interest I shall try Copperfield on +an American audience, or, if they give me their heart, how +freely and fully I shall give them mine. We will ask Dolby +then whether he ever heard it before.</p> + +<p>I cannot thank you enough for your invaluable help to +Dolby. He writes that at every turn and moment the +sense and knowledge and tact of Mr. Osgood are inestimable +to him.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever, my dear Fields, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Lord +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">"All the Year Round" Office</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, 17th September, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am happy to tell you that the play was admirably +done last night, and made a marked impression. Pauline +is weak, but so carefully trained and fitted into the picture +as to be never disagreeable, and sometimes (as in the last +scene) very pathetic. Fechter has played nothing nearly +so well as Claude since he played in Paris in the "Dame +aux Camélias," or in London as Ruy Blas. He played the +fourth act as finely as Macready, and the first much better. +The dress and bearing in the fifth act are quite new, and +quite excellent.</p> + +<p>Of the Scenic arrangements, the most noticeable are:—the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_235" id="Page_235">[235]</a></span> +picturesque struggle of the cottage between the taste +of an artist, and the domestic means of poverty (expressed +to the eye with infinite tact);—the view of Lyons (Act v. +Scene 1), with a foreground of quay wall which the officers +are leaning on, waiting for the general;—and the last scene—a +suite of rooms giving on a conservatory at the back, +through which the moon is shining. You are to understand +that all these scenic appliances are subdued to the +Piece, instead of the Piece being sacrificed to them; and +that every group and situation has to be considered, not +only with a reference to each by itself, but to the whole +story.</p> + +<p>Beauséant's speaking the original contents of the +letter was a decided point, and the immense house was +quite breathless when the Tempter and the Tempted stood +confronted as he made the proposal.</p> + +<p>There was obviously a great interest in seeing a +Frenchman play the part. The scene between Claude +and Gaspar (the small part very well done) was very +closely watched for the same reason, and was loudly +applauded. I cannot say too much of the brightness, +intelligence, picturesqueness, and care of Fechter's impersonation +throughout. There was a remarkable delicacy +in his gradually drooping down on his way home +with his bride, until he fell upon the table, a crushed heap +of shame and remorse, while his mother told Pauline the +story. His gradual recovery of himself as he formed +better resolutions was equally well expressed; and his<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_236" id="Page_236">[236]</a></span> +being at last upright again and rushing enthusiastically +to join the army, brought the house down.</p> + +<p>I wish you could have been there. He never spoke +English half so well as he spoke your English; and the +audience heard it with the finest sympathy and respect. +I felt that I should have been very proud indeed to have +been the writer of the Play.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_86_86" id="FNanchor_86_86"></a><a href="#Footnote_86_86" class="fnanchor">[86]</a><i>October, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>I hope the telegraph clerks did not mutilate out of +recognition or reasonable guess the words I added to +Dolby's last telegram to Boston. "<i>Tribune</i> London correspondent +totally false." Not only is there not a word +of truth in the pretended conversation, but it is so +absurdly unlike me that I cannot suppose it to be even +invented by anyone who ever heard me exchange a +word with mortal creature. For twenty years I am perfectly +certain that I have never made any other allusion +to the republication of my books in America than the +good-humoured remark, "that if there had been international +copyright between England and the States, I should +have been a man of very large fortune, instead of a<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_237" id="Page_237">[237]</a></span> +man of moderate savings, always supporting a very expensive +public position." Nor have I ever been such a +fool as to charge the absence of international copyright +upon individuals. Nor have I ever been so ungenerous +as to disguise or suppress the fact that I have received +handsome sums for advance sheets. When I was in the +States, I said what I had to say on the question, and +there an end. I am absolutely certain that I have never +since expressed myself, even with soreness, on the subject. +Reverting to the preposterous fabrication of the +London correspondent, the statement that I ever talked +about "these fellows" who republished my books or +pretended to know (what I don't know at this instant) +who made how much out of them, or ever talked of +their sending me "conscience money," is as grossly and +completely false as the statement that I ever said anything +to the effect that I could not be expected to have an +interest in the American people. And nothing can by +any possibility be falser than that. Again and again in +these pages ("All the Year Round") I have expressed +my interest in them. You will see it in the "Child's +History of England." You will see it in the last preface +to "American Notes." Every American who has ever +spoken with me in London, Paris, or where not, knows +whether I have frankly said, "You could have no better +introduction to me than your country." And for years +and years when I have been asked about reading in +America, my invariable reply has been, "I have so many<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_238" id="Page_238">[238]</a></span> +friends there, and constantly receive so many earnest +letters from personally unknown readers there, that, but +for domestic reasons, I would go to-morrow." I think +I must, in the confidential intercourse between you and +me, have written you to this effect more than once.</p> + +<p>The statement of the London correspondent from +beginning to end is false. It is false in the letter and +false in the spirit. He may have been misinformed, and +the statement may not have originated with him. With +whomsoever it originated, it never originated with me, +and consequently is false. More than enough about it.</p> + +<p>As I hope to see you so soon, my dear Fields, and as +I am busily at work on the Christmas number, I will +not make this a longer letter than I can help. I thank +you most heartily for your proffered hospitality, and +need not tell you that if I went to any friend's house in +America, I would go to yours. But the readings are +very hard work, and I think I cannot do better than +observe the rule on that side of the Atlantic which I +observe on this, of never, under such circumstances, going +to a friend's house, but always staying at a hotel. I am +able to observe it here, by being consistent and never +breaking it. If I am equally consistent there, I can (I +hope) offend no one.</p> + +<p>Dolby sends his love to you and all his friends (as I do), +and is girding up his loins vigorously.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 8em;">Ever, my dear Fields,</span><br /> +Heartily and affectionately yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_239" id="Page_239">[239]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Thornbury.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Saturday, 5th October, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Thornbury</span>,</div> + +<p>Behold the best of my judgment on your questions.<a name="FNanchor_87_87" id="FNanchor_87_87"></a><a href="#Footnote_87_87" class="fnanchor">[87]</a></p> + +<p>Susan Hopley and Jonathan Bradford? No. Too well +known.</p> + +<p>London Strikes and Spitalfields Cutters? Yes.</p> + +<p>Fighting FitzGerald? Never mind him.</p> + +<p>Duel of Lord Mohun and Duke of Hamilton? Ye-e-es.</p> + +<p>Irish Abductions? I think not.</p> + +<p>Brunswick Theatre? More Yes than No.</p> + +<p>Theatrical Farewells? Yes.</p> + +<p>Bow Street Runners (as compared with Modern +Detectives)? Yes.</p> + +<p>Vauxhall and Ranelagh in the Last Century? Most +decidedly. Don't forget Miss Burney.</p> + +<p>Smugglers? No. Overdone.</p> + +<p>Lacenaire? No. Ditto.</p> + +<p>Madame Laffarge? No. Ditto.</p> + +<p>Fashionable Life Last Century? Most decidedly yes.</p> + +<p>Debates on the Slave Trade? Yes, generally. But +beware of the Pirates, as we did them in the beginning +of "Household Words."</p> + +<p>Certainly I acquit you of all blame in the Bedford +case. But one cannot do otherwise than sympathise with +a son who is reasonably tender of his father's memory. +And no amount of private correspondence, we must<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_240" id="Page_240">[240]</a></span> +remember, reaches the readers of a printed and published +statement.</p> + +<p>I told you some time ago that I believed the arsenic +in Eliza Fenning's case to have been administered by +the apprentice. I never was more convinced of anything +in my life than of the girl's innocence, and I want words +in which to express my indignation at the muddle-headed +story of that parsonic blunderer whose audacity +and conceit distorted some words that fell from her in +the last days of her baiting.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Lord +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 14th October, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am truly delighted to find that you are so well +pleased with Fechter in "The Lady of Lyons." It was +a labour of love with him, and I hold him in very high +regard.</p> + +<p><i>Don't</i> give way to laziness, and <i>do</i> proceed with that +play. There never was a time when a good new play +was more wanted, or had a better opening for itself. +Fechter is a thorough artist, and what he may sometimes +want in personal force is compensated by the admirable +whole he can make of a play, and his perfect understanding<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_241" id="Page_241">[241]</a></span> +of its presentation as a picture to the eye and +mind.</p> + +<p>I leave London on the 8th of November early, and +sail from Liverpool on the 9th.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">"All the Year Round" Office</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, 25th October, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I have read the Play<a name="FNanchor_88_88" id="FNanchor_88_88"></a><a href="#Footnote_88_88" class="fnanchor">[88]</a> with great attention, interest, +and admiration; and I need not say to <i>you</i> that the art of +it—the fine construction—the exquisite nicety of the touches—with +which it is wrought out—have been a study to me +in the pursuit of which I have had extraordinary relish.</p> + +<p>Taking the Play as it stands, I have nothing whatever +to add to your notes and memoranda of the points to be +touched again, except that I have a little uneasiness in +that burst of anger and inflexibility consequent on having +been deceived, coming out of Hegio. I see the kind +of actor who <i>must</i> play Hegio, and I see that the audience +will not believe in his doing anything so serious. (I +suppose it would be impossible to get this effect out of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_242" id="Page_242">[242]</a></span> +the mother—or through the mother's influence, instead +of out of the godfather of Hegiopolis?)</p> + +<p>Now, as to the classical ground and manners of the +Play. I suppose the objection to the Greek dress to be +already—as Defoe would write it, "gotten over" by your +suggestion. I suppose the dress not to be conventionally +associated with stilts and boredom, but to be new to the +public eye and very picturesque. Grant all that;—the +names remain. Now, not only used such names to be +inseparable in the public mind from stately weariness, +but of late days they have become inseparable in the +same public mind from silly puns upon the names, and +from Burlesque. You do not know (I hope, at least, for +my friend's sake) what the Strand Theatre is. A Greek +name and a break-down nigger dance, have become +inseparable there. I do not mean to say that your genius +may not be too powerful for such associations; but I do +most positively mean to say that you would lose half the +play in overcoming them. At the best you would have +to contend against them through the first three acts. +The old tendency to become frozen on classical ground +would be in the best part of the audience; the new tendency +to titter on such ground would be in the worst +part. And instead of starting fair with the audience, it +is my conviction that you would start with them against +you and would have to win them over.</p> + +<p>Furthermore, with reference to your note to me on this +head, you take up a position with reference to poor dear<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_243" id="Page_243">[243]</a></span> +Talfourd's "Ion" which I altogether dispute. It never +was a popular play, I say. It derived a certain amount +of out-of-door's popularity from the circumstances under +which, and the man by whom, it was written. But I say +that it never was a popular play on the Stage, and never +made out a case of attraction there.</p> + +<p>As to changing the ground to Russia, let me ask you, +did you ever see the "Nouvelles Russes" of Nicolas Gogol, +translated into French by Louis Viardot? There is a story +among them called "Tarass Boulla," in which, as it seems +to me, all the conditions you want for such transplantation +are to <ins title="Transcriber's Note: this word not present in original text">be</ins> found. So changed, you would have the popular +sympathy with the Slave or Serf, or Prisoner of War, from +the first. But I do not think it is to be got, save at great +hazard, and with lamentable waste of force on the ground +the Play now occupies.</p> + +<p>I shall keep this note until to-morrow to correct my +conviction if I can see the least reason for correcting it; +but I feel very confident indeed that I cannot be shaken +in it.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Saturday.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>I have thought it over again, and have gone over the +play again with an imaginary stage and actors before me, +and I am still of the same mind. Shall I keep the MS. +till you come to town?</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, ever affectionately yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_244" id="Page_244">[244]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Fechter.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Parker House, Boston</span>, <i>3rd December, 1867.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fechter</span>,</div> + +<p>I have been very uneasy about you, seeing in the +paper that you were taken ill on the stage. But a letter +from Georgy this morning reassures me by giving me a +splendid account of your triumphant last night at the +Lyceum.</p> + +<p>I hope to bring out our Play<a name="FNanchor_89_89" id="FNanchor_89_89"></a><a href="#Footnote_89_89" class="fnanchor">[89]</a> with Wallack in New +York, and to have it played in many other parts of the +States. I have sent to Wilkie for models, etc. If I waited +for time to do more than write you my love, I should miss +the mail to-morrow. Take my love, then, my dear fellow, +and believe me ever</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your affectionate.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1868.</h2> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>3rd February, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p><a name="FNanchor_90_90" id="FNanchor_90_90"></a><a href="#Footnote_90_90" class="fnanchor">[90]</a>Articles of Agreement entered into at Baltimore, in the +United States of America, this third day of February in the +year of our Lord one thousand eight hundred and sixty-eight,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_245" id="Page_245">[245]</a></span> +between —— ——, British subject, <i>alias</i> the man of +Ross, and —— —— ——, American citizen, <i>alias</i> the Boston +Bantam.</p> + +<p>Whereas, some Bounce having arisen between the above +men in reference to feats of pedestrianism and agility, they +have agreed to settle their differences and prove who is +the better man, by means of a walking-match for two hats +a side and the glory of their respective countries; and +whereas they agree that the said match shall come off, +whatsoever the weather, on the Mill Dam Road outside +Boston, on Saturday, the twenty-ninth day of this present +month; and whereas they agree that the personal attendants +on themselves during the whole walk, and also the umpires +and starters and declarers of victory in the match shall be +—— —— of Boston, known in sporting circles as Massachusetts +Jemmy, and Charles Dickens of Falstaff's Gad's +Hill, whose surprising performances (without the least +variation) on that truly national instrument, the American +catarrh, have won for him the well-merited title of the +Gad's Hill Gasper:</p> + +<p>1. The men are to be started, on the day appointed, by +Massachusetts Jemmy and The Gasper.</p> + +<p>2. Jemmy and The Gasper are, on some previous day, +to walk out at the rate of not less than four miles an hour +by The Gasper's watch, for one hour and a half. At the +expiration of that one hour and a half they are to carefully +note the place at which they halt. On the match's coming +off they are to station themselves in the middle of the road,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_246" id="Page_246">[246]</a></span> +at that precise point, and the men (keeping clear of them +and of each other) are to turn round them, right shoulder +inward, and walk back to the starting-point. The man +declared by them to pass the starting-point first is to be +the victor and the winner of the match.</p> + +<p>3. No jostling or fouling allowed.</p> + +<p>4. All cautions or orders issued to the men by the +umpires, starters, and declarers of victory to be considered +final and admitting of no appeal.</p> + +<p>A sporting narrative of the match to be written by The +Gasper within one week after its coming off, and the same +to be duly printed (at the expense of the subscribers to +these articles) on a broadside. The said broadside to +be framed and glazed, and one copy of the same to be +carefully preserved by each of the subscribers to these +articles.</p> + +<p>6. The men to show on the evening of the day of +walking at six o'clock precisely, at the Parker House, +Boston, when and where a dinner will be given them by +The Gasper. The Gasper to occupy the chair, faced by +Massachusetts Jemmy. The latter promptly and formally +to invite, as soon as may be after the date of these presents, +the following guests to honour the said dinner with their +presence; that is to say [here follow the names of a few of +his friends, whom he wished to be invited].</p> + +<p>Now, lastly. In token of their accepting the trusts and +offices by these articles conferred upon them, these articles +are solemnly and formally signed by Massachusetts Jemmy<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_247" id="Page_247">[247]</a></span> +and by the Gad's Hill Gasper, as well as by the men +themselves.</p> + +<p>Signed by the Man of Ross, otherwise ————.</p> + +<p>Signed by the Boston Bantam, otherwise ————.</p> + +<p>Signed by Massachusetts Jemmy, otherwise ————.</p> + +<p>Signed by the Gad's Hill Gasper, otherwise Charles +Dickens.</p> + +<p>Witness to the signatures, ————.</p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Charles +Lanman.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Washington</span>, <i>February 5th, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>Allow me to thank you most cordially for your +kind letter, and for its accompanying books. I have a +particular love for books of travel, and shall wander into +the "Wilds of America" with great interest. I have also +received your charming Sketch with great pleasure and +admiration. Let me thank you for it heartily. As a +beautiful suggestion of nature associated with this country, +it shall have a quiet place on the walls of my house as +long as I live.</p> + +<p>Your reference to my dear friend Washington Irving +renews the vivid impressions reawakened in my mind at +Baltimore the other day. I saw his fine face for the +last time in that city. He came there from New York +to pass a day or two with me before I went westward,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_248" id="Page_248">[248]</a></span> +and they were made among the most memorable of my +life by his delightful fancy and genial humour. Some +unknown admirer of his books and mine sent to the +hotel a most enormous mint julep, wreathed with flowers. +We sat, one on either side of it, with great solemnity (it +filled a respectable-sized paper), but the solemnity was +of very short duration. It was quite an enchanted julep, +and carried us among innumerable people and places that +we both knew. The julep held out far into the night, +and my memory never saw him afterward otherwise than +as bending over it, with his straw, with an attempted +gravity (after some anecdote, involving some wonderfully +droll and delicate observation of character), and then, as +his eyes caught mine, melting into that captivating laugh +of his which was the brightest and best I have ever +heard.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Dear Sir, with many thanks, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. Pease.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Baltimore</span>, <i>9th February, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Madam</span>,</div> + +<p>Mr. Dolby has <i>not</i> come between us, and I have +received your letter. My answer to it is, unfortunately, +brief. I am not coming to Cleveland or near it. Every +evening on which I can possibly read during the remainder +of my stay in the States is arranged for, and the fates<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_249" id="Page_249">[249]</a></span> +divide me from "the big woman with two smaller ones +in tow." So I send her my love (to be shared in by the +two smaller ones, if she approve—but not otherwise), and +seriously assure her that her pleasant letter has been most +welcome.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Dear madam, faithfully your friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Aboard the "Russia," bound for Liverpool</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, 26th April, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>In order that you may have the earliest intelligence +of me, I begin this note to-day in my small cabin, purposing +(if it should prove practicable) to post it at Queenstown for +the return steamer.</p> + +<p>We are already past the Banks of Newfoundland, +although our course was seventy miles to the south, with +the view of avoiding ice seen by Judkins in the <i>Scotia</i> on +his passage out to New York. The <i>Russia</i> is a magnificent +ship, and has dashed along bravely. We had made more +than thirteen hundred and odd miles at noon to-day. The +wind, after being a little capricious, rather threatens at the +present time to turn against us, but our run is already eighty +miles ahead of the <i>Russia's</i> last run in this direction—a +very fast one. . . . . To all whom it may concern, report +the <i>Russia</i> in the highest terms. She rolls more easily than<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_250" id="Page_250">[250]</a></span> +the other Cunard Screws, is kept in perfect order, and is +most carefully looked after in all departments. We have +had nothing approaching to heavy weather, still one can +speak to the trim of the ship. Her captain, a gentleman; +bright, polite, good-natured, and vigilant. . . . .</p> + +<p>As to me, I am greatly better, I hope. I have got on +my right boot to-day for the first time; the "true +American" seems to be turning faithless at last; and I +made a Gad's Hill breakfast this morning, as a further +advance on having otherwise eaten and drunk all day ever +since Wednesday.</p> + +<p>You will see Anthony Trollope, I daresay. What was +my amazement to see him with these eyes come aboard in +the mail tender just before we started! He had come out +in the <i>Scotia</i> just in time to dash off again in said tender +to shake hands with me, knowing me to be aboard here. +It was most heartily done. He is on a special mission of +convention with the United States post-office.</p> + +<p>We have been picturing your movements, and have +duly checked off your journey home, and have talked about +you continually. But I have thought about you both, +even much, much more. You will never know how I love +you both; or what you have been to me in America, and +will always be to me everywhere; or how fervently I +thank you.</p> + +<p>All the working of the ship seems to be done on my +forehead. It is scrubbed and holystoned (my head—not +the deck) at three every morning. It is scraped and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_251" id="Page_251">[251]</a></span> +swabbed all day. Eight pairs of heavy boots are now +clattering on it, getting the ship under sail again. Legions +of ropes'-ends are flopped upon it as I write, and I must +leave off with Dolby's love.</p> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><i>Thursday, 30th.</i></div> + +<p>Soon after I left off as above we had a gale of wind +which blew all night. For a few hours on the evening +side of midnight there was no getting from this cabin of +mine to the saloon, or <i>vice versâ</i>, so heavily did the sea +break over the decks. The ship, however, made nothing +of it, and we were all right again by Monday afternoon. +Except for a few hours yesterday (when we had a very +light head-wind), the weather has been constantly favourable, +and we are now bowling away at a great rate, with a +fresh breeze filling all our sails. We expect to be at +Queenstown between midnight and three in the morning.</p> + +<p>I hope, my dear Fields, you may find this legible, but +I rather doubt it, for there is motion enough on the ship +to render writing to a landsman, however accustomed +to pen and ink, rather a difficult achievement. Besides +which, I slide away gracefully from the paper, whenever +I want to be particularly expressive. . . . .</p> + +<p>——, sitting opposite to me at breakfast, always has +the following items: A large dish of porridge into which +he casts slices of butter and a quantity of sugar. Two cups +of tea. A steak. Irish stew. Chutnee and marmalade.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_252" id="Page_252">[252]</a></span> +Another deputation of two has solicited a reading to-night. +Illustrious novelist has unconditionally and absolutely +declined. More love, and more to that, from your ever +affectionate friend.</p> + + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">"All the Year Round" Office</span>, <i>May 15th, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>I have found it so extremely difficult to write about +America (though never so briefly) without appearing to +blow trumpets on the one hand, or to be inconsistent with +my avowed determination <i>not</i> to write about it on the +other, that I have taken the simple course enclosed. The +number will be published on the 6th of June. It appears +to me to be the most modest and manly course, and to +derive some graceful significance from its title.</p> + +<p>Thank my dear Mrs. Fields for me for her delightful +letter received on the 16th. I will write to her very soon, +and tell her about the dogs. I would write by this post, but +that Wills' absence (in Sussex, and getting no better there +as yet) so overwhelms me with business that I can scarcely +get through it.</p> + +<p>Miss me? Ah, my dear fellow, but how do I miss +<i>you!</i> We talk about you both at Gad's Hill every day of +our lives. And I never see the place looking very pretty +indeed, or hear the birds sing all day long and the<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_253" id="Page_253">[253]</a></span> +nightingales all night, without restlessly wishing that you +were both there.</p> + +<p>With best love, and truest and most enduring regard, +ever, my dear Fields,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your most affectionate.<br /> +</div> + +<p>. . . . I hope you will receive by Saturday's Cunard a +case containing:</p> + +<p>1. A trifling supply of the pen-knibs that suited your +hand.</p> + +<p>2. A do. of unfailing medicine for cockroaches.</p> + +<p>3. Mrs. Gamp, for ——.</p> + +<p>The case is addressed to you at Bleecker Street, New +York. If it should be delayed for the knibs (or nibs) +promised to-morrow, and should be too late for the Cunard +packet, it will in that case come by the next following +Inman steamer.</p> + +<p>Everything here looks lovely, and I find it (you will be +surprised to hear) really a pretty place! I have seen "No +Thoroughfare" twice. Excellent things in it, but it drags +to my thinking. It is, however, a great success in the +country, and is now getting up with great force in Paris. +Fechter is ill, and was ordered off to Brighton yesterday. +Wills is ill too, and banished into Sussex for perfect +rest. Otherwise, thank God, I find everything well and +thriving. You and my dear Mrs. Fields are constantly in +my mind. Procter greatly better.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_254" id="Page_254">[254]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Fechter.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Friday, 22nd May, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fechter</span>,</div> + +<p>I have an idea about the bedroom act, which I +should certainly have suggested if I had been at our +"repetitions" here.<a name="FNanchor_91_91" id="FNanchor_91_91"></a><a href="#Footnote_91_91" class="fnanchor">[91]</a> I want it done <i>to the sound of +the Waterfall</i>. I want the sound of the Waterfall louder +and softer as the wind rises and falls, to be spoken +through—like the music. I want the Waterfall <i>listened +to when spoken of, and not looked out at</i>. The mystery +and gloom of the scene would be greatly helped by this, +and it would be new and picturesquely fanciful.</p> + +<p>I am very anxious to hear from you how the piece +seems to go,<a name="FNanchor_92_92" id="FNanchor_92_92"></a><a href="#Footnote_92_92" class="fnanchor">[92]</a> and how the artists, who are to act it, seem +to understand their parts. Pray tell me, too, when you +write, how you found Madame Fechter, and give all our +loves to all.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever heartily yours.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_255" id="Page_255">[255]</a></span></p> +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>25th May, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>As you ask me about the dogs, I begin with them. +When I came down first, I came to Gravesend, five miles +off. The two Newfoundland dogs, coming to meet me with +the usual carriage and the usual driver, and beholding me +coming in my usual dress out at the usual door, it struck +me that their recollection of my having been absent for +any unusual time was at once cancelled. They behaved +(they are both young dogs) exactly in their usual manner; +coming behind the basket phaeton as we trotted along, +and lifting their heads to have their ears pulled—a special +attention which they receive from no one else. But when +I drove into the stable-yard, Linda (the St. Bernard) was +greatly excited; weeping profusely, and throwing herself +on her back that she might caress my foot with her great +fore-paws. Mamie's little dog, too, Mrs. Bouncer, barked +in the greatest agitation on being called down and asked +by Mamie, "Who is this?" and tore round and round me, +like the dog in the Faust outlines. You must know that +all the farmers turned out on the road in their market-chaises +to say, "Welcome home, sir!" and that all the +houses along the road were dressed with flags; and that +our servants, to cut out the rest, had dressed this house so +that every brick of it was hidden. They had asked Mamie's +permission to "ring the alarm-bell" (!) when master drove<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_256" id="Page_256">[256]</a></span> +up, but Mamie, having some slight idea that that compliment +might awaken master's sense of the ludicrous, had +recommended bell abstinence. But on Sunday the village +choir (which includes the bell-ringers) made amends. +After some unusually brief pious reflections in the crowns +of their hats at the end of the sermon, the ringers bolted +out, and rang like mad until I got home. There had been a +conspiracy among the villagers to take the horse out, if I +had come to our own station, and draw me here. Mamie +and Georgy had got wind of it and warned me.</p> + +<p>Divers birds sing here all day, and the nightingales +all night. The place is lovely, and in perfect order. I +have put five mirrors in the Swiss châlet (where I write) +and they reflect and refract in all kinds of ways the leaves +that are quivering at the windows, and the great fields +of waving corn, and the sail-dotted river. My room is +up among the branches of the trees; and the birds and +the butterflies fly in and out, and the green branches +shoot in, at the open windows, and the lights and +shadows of the clouds come and go with the rest of +the company. The scent of the flowers, and indeed of +everything that is growing for miles and miles, is most +delicious.</p> + +<p>Dolby (who sends a world of messages) found his wife +much better than he expected, and the children (wonderful +to relate!) perfect. The little girl winds up her prayers +every night with a special commendation to Heaven of me +and the pony—as if I must mount him to get there! I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_257" id="Page_257">[257]</a></span> +dine with Dolby (I was going to write "him," but found +it would look as if I were going to dine with the pony) at +Greenwich this very day, and if your ears do not burn +from six to nine this evening, then the Atlantic is a non-conductor. +We are already settling—think of this!—the +details of my farewell course of readings. I am brown +beyond belief, and cause the greatest disappointment in all +quarters by looking so well. It is really wonderful what +those fine days at sea did for me! My doctor was quite +broken down in spirits when he saw me, for the first time +since my return, last Saturday. "Good Lord!" he said, +recoiling, "seven years younger!"</p> + +<p>It is time I should explain the otherwise inexplicable +enclosure. Will you tell Fields, with my love (I suppose +he hasn't used <i>all</i> the pens yet?), that I think there is in +Tremont Street a set of my books, sent out by Chapman, +not arrived when I departed. Such set of the immortal +works of our illustrious, etc., is designed for the gentleman +to whom the enclosure is addressed. If T., F. and Co., will +kindly forward the set (carriage paid) with the enclosure to +——'s address, I will invoke new blessings on their heads, +and will get Dolby's little daughter to mention them +nightly.</p> + +<p>"No Thoroughfare" is very shortly coming out in +Paris, where it is now in active rehearsal. It is still +playing here, but without Fechter, who has been very +ill. The doctor's dismissal of him to Paris, however, and +his getting better there, enables him to get up the play<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_258" id="Page_258">[258]</a></span> +there. He and Wilkie missed so many pieces of stage-effect +here, that, unless I am quite satisfied with his +report, I shall go over and try my stage-managerial +hand at the Vaudeville Theatre. I particularly want the +drugging and attempted robbing in the bedroom scene +at the Swiss inn to be done to the sound of a waterfall +rising and falling with the wind. Although in the very +opening of that scene they speak of the waterfall and +listen to it, nobody thought of its mysterious music. I +could make it, with a good stage-carpenter, in an hour.</p> + +<p>My dear love to Fields once again. Same to you +and him from Mamie and Georgy. I cannot tell you +both how I miss you, or how overjoyed I should be to +see you here.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Ever, my dear Mrs. Fields,</span><br /> +Your most affectionate friend. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_259" id="Page_259">[259]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Alexander +Ireland.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">The Athenæum</span>, <i>Saturday, 30th May, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Mr. Ireland</span>,</div> + +<p>Many thanks for the book<a name="FNanchor_93_93" id="FNanchor_93_93"></a><a href="#Footnote_93_93" class="fnanchor">[93]</a> you have kindly lent +me. My interest in its subject is scarcely less than your +own, and the book has afforded me great pleasure. I +hope it will prove a very useful tribute to Hazlett and +Hunt (in extending the general knowledge of their +writings), as well as a deservedly hearty and loving one.</p> + +<p>You gratify me much by your appreciation of my +desire to promote the kindest feelings between England +and America. But the writer of the generous article in +<i>The Manchester Examiner</i> is quite mistaken in supposing +that I intend to write a book on the United States. +The fact is exactly the reverse, or I could not have +spoken without some appearance of having a purpose to +serve.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_260" id="Page_260">[260]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place</span>, <i>Tuesday, 7th July, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>I have delayed writing to you (and Mrs. Fields, to +whom my love) until I should have seen Longfellow. When +he was in London the first time he came and went without +reporting himself, and left me in a state of unspeakable +discomfiture. Indeed, I should not have believed in +his having been here at all, if Mrs. Procter had not told +me of his calling to see Procter. However, on his return +he wrote to me from the Langham Hotel, and I went up +to town to see him, and to make an appointment for his +coming here. He, the girls, and Appleton, came down last +Saturday night and stayed until Monday forenoon. I +showed them all the neighbouring country that could +be shown in so short a time, and they finished off with +a tour of inspection of the kitchens, pantry, wine-cellar, +pickles, sauces, servants' sitting-room, general +household stores, and even the Cellar Book, of this +illustrious establishment. Forster and Kent (the latter +wrote certain verses to Longfellow, which have been +published in <i>The Times</i>, and which I sent to D——) +came down for a day, and I hope we all had a really +"good time." I turned out a couple of postillions in the +old red jacket of the old red royal Dover Road, for our +ride; and it was like a holiday ride in England fifty years +ago. Of course we went to look at the old houses in +Rochester, and the old cathedral, and the old castle, and<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_261" id="Page_261">[261]</a></span> +the house for the six poor travellers who, "not being +rogues or procters, shall have lodging, entertainment, +and four pence each."</p> + +<p>Nothing can surpass the respect paid to Longfellow +here, from the Queen downward. He is everywhere +received and courted, and finds (as I told him he would, +when we talked of it in Boston) the working-men at +least as well acquainted with his books as the classes +socially above them. . . . .</p> + +<p>Last Thursday I attended, as sponsor, the christening +of Dolby's son and heir—a most jolly baby, who held +on tight by the rector's left whisker while the service +was performed. What time, too, his little sister, connecting +me with the pony, trotted up and down the centre +aisle, noisily driving herself as that celebrated animal, so +that it went very hard with the sponsorial dignity.</p> + +<p>Wills is not yet recovered from that concussion of the +brain, and I have all his work to do. This may account +for my not being able to devise a Christmas number, but +I seem to have left my invention in America. In case you +should find it, please send it over. I am going up to town +to-day to dine with Longfellow. And now, my dear Fields, +you know all about me and mine.</p> + +<p>You are enjoying your holiday? and are still thinking +sometimes of our Boston days, as I do? and are +maturing schemes for coming here next summer? A +satisfactory reply to the last question is particularly +entreated.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_262" id="Page_262">[262]</a></span></p> + +<p>I am delighted to find you both so well pleased with +the Blind Book scheme.<a name="FNanchor_94_94" id="FNanchor_94_94"></a><a href="#Footnote_94_94" class="fnanchor">[94]</a> I said nothing of it to you +when we were together, though I had made up my mind, +because I wanted to come upon you with that little burst +from a distance. It seemed something like meeting again +when I remitted the money and thought of your talking +of it.</p> + +<p>The dryness of the weather is amazing. All the ponds +and surface-wells about here are waterless, and the poor +people suffer greatly. The people of this village have +only one spring to resort to, and it is a couple of miles +from many cottages. I do not let the great dogs swim +in the canal, because the people have to drink of it. +But when they get into the Medway it is hard to get +them out again. The other day Bumble (the son, Newfoundland +dog) got into difficulties among some floating +timber, and became frightened. Don (the father) was +standing by me, shaking off the wet and looking on +carelessly, when all of a sudden he perceived something +amiss, and went in with a bound and brought Bumble +out by the ear. The scientific way in which he towed +him along was charming.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your loving.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_263" id="Page_263">[263]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. J. E. +Millais, +R.A.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, 19th July, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Millais</span>,<a name="FNanchor_95_95" id="FNanchor_95_95"></a><a href="#Footnote_95_95" class="fnanchor">[95]</a></div> + +<p>I received the enclosed letter yesterday, and I have, +perhaps unjustly—some vague suspicions of it. As I know +how faithful and zealous you have been in all relating to +poor Leech, I make no apology for asking you whether +you can throw any light upon its contents.</p> + +<p>You will be glad to hear that Charles Collins is +decidedly better to-day, and is out of doors.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Serle.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Wednesday, 29th July, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Serle</span>,<a name="FNanchor_96_96" id="FNanchor_96_96"></a><a href="#Footnote_96_96" class="fnanchor">[96]</a></div> + +<p>I do not believe there is the slightest chance of +an international Copyright law being passed in America +for a long time to come. Some Massachusetts men do<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_264" id="Page_264">[264]</a></span> +believe in such a thing, but they fail (as I think) to take +into account the prompt western opposition.</p> + +<p>Such an alteration as you suggest in the English law +would give no copyright in America, you see. The +American publisher could buy no absolute <i>right</i> of +priority. Any American newspaper could (and many +would, in a popular case) pirate from him, as soon as they +could get the matter set up. He could buy no more +than he buys now when he arranges for advance sheets +from England, so that there may be simultaneous publication +in the two countries. And success in England is +of so much importance towards the achievement of success +in America, that I greatly doubt whether previous publications +in America would often be worth more to an +American publisher or manager than simultaneous publication. +Concerning the literary man in Parliament who +would undertake to bring in a Bill for such an amendment +of our copyright law, with weight enough to keep +his heart unbroken while he should be getting it through +its various lingering miseries, all I can say is—I decidedly +don't know him.</p> + +<p>On that horrible Staplehurst day, I had not the +slightest idea that I knew anyone in the train out of +my own compartment. Mrs. Cowden Clarke<a name="FNanchor_97_97" id="FNanchor_97_97"></a><a href="#Footnote_97_97" class="fnanchor">[97]</a> wrote me +afterwards, telling me in the main what you tell me,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_265" id="Page_265">[265]</a></span> +and I was astonished. It is remarkable that my watch +(a special chronometer) has never gone quite correctly +since, and to this day there sometimes comes over me, +on a railway—in a hansom cab—or any sort of conveyance—for +a few seconds, a vague sense of dread that +I have no power to check. It comes and passes, but I +cannot prevent its coming.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, always faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>24th August, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I should have written to you much sooner, but that +I have been home from the United States barely three +months, and have since been a little uncertain as to the +precise time and way of sending my youngest son out +to join his brother Alfred.</p> + +<p>It is now settled that he shall come out in the ship +<i>Sussex</i>, 1000 tons, belonging to Messrs. Money, Wigram, +and Co. She sails from Gravesend, but he will join her +at Plymouth on the 27th September, and will proceed +straight to Melbourne. Of this I apprise Alfred by this +mail. . . . . I cannot sufficiently thank you for your kindness +to Alfred. I am certain that a becoming sense of +it and desire to deserve it, has done him great good.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_266" id="Page_266">[266]</a></span></p> + +<p>Your report of him is an unspeakable comfort to me, +and I most heartily assure you of my gratitude and +friendship.</p> + +<p>In the midst of your colonial seethings and heavings, +I suppose you have some leisure to consult equally the +hopeful prophets and the dismal prophets who are all +wiser than any of the rest of us as to things at home +here. My own strong impression is that whatsoever +change the new Reform Bill may effect will be very +gradual indeed and quite wholesome.</p> + +<p>Numbers of the middle class who seldom or never +voted before will vote now, and the greater part of the +new voters will in the main be wiser as to their electoral +responsibilities and more seriously desirous to discharge +them for the common good than the bumptious singers +of "Rule Britannia," "Our dear old Church of England," +and all the rest of it.</p> + +<p>If I can ever do anything for any accredited friend +of yours coming to the old country, command me. I shall +be truly glad of any opportunity of testifying that I +do not use a mere form of words in signing myself,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Cordially yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_267" id="Page_267">[267]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Russell +Sturgis.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Kennedy's Hotel, Edinburgh</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 14th December, 1868.</i><a name="FNanchor_98_98" id="FNanchor_98_98"></a><a href="#Footnote_98_98" class="fnanchor">[98]</a><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Russell Sturgis</span>,</div> + +<p>I am "reading" here, and shall be through this +week. Consequently I am only this morning in receipt of +your kind note of the 10th, forwarded from my own house.</p> + +<p>Believe me I am as much obliged to you for your +generous and ready response to my supposed letter as I +should have been if I had really written it. But I know +nothing whatever of it or of "Miss Jeffries," except that I +have a faint impression of having recently noticed that +name among my begging-letter correspondents, and of +having associated it in my mind with a regular professional +hand. Your caution has, I hope, disappointed this swindler. +But my testimony is at your service if you should need it, +and I would take any opportunity of bringing one of those +vagabonds to punishment; for they are, one and all, the +most heartless and worthless vagabonds on the face of +the earth.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_268" id="Page_268">[268]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Glasgow</span>, <i>Wednesday, December 16, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>. . . . First, as you are curious about the Oliver +murder, I will tell you about that trial of the same +at which you <i>ought</i> to have assisted. There were about +a hundred people present in all. I have changed my +stage. Besides that back screen which you know so well, +there are two large screens of the same colour, set off, one +on either side, like the "wings" at a theatre. And besides +these again, we have a quantity of curtains of the same +colour, with which to close in any width of room from +wall to wall. Consequently, the figure is now completely +isolated, and the slightest action becomes much more +important. This was used for the first time on the occasion. +But behind the stage—the orchestra being very large and +built for the accommodation of a numerous chorus—there +was ready, on the level of the platform, a very long table, +beautifully lighted, with a large staff of men ready to open +oysters and set champagne-corks flying. Directly I had +done, the screens being whisked off by my people, there +was disclosed one of the prettiest banquets you can +imagine; and when all the people came up, and the gay +dresses of the ladies were lighted by those powerful lights +of mine, the scene was exquisitely pretty; the hall being +newly decorated, and very elegantly; and the whole looking +like a great bed of flowers and diamonds.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_269" id="Page_269">[269]</a></span></p> + +<p>Now, you must know that all this company were, before +the wine went round, unmistakably pale, and had horror-stricken +faces. Next morning Harness (Fields knows—Rev. +William—did an edition of Shakespeare—old friend +of the Kembles and Mrs. Siddons), writing to me about it, +and saying it was "a most amazing and terrific thing," +added, "but I am bound to tell you that I had an almost +irresistible impulse upon me to <i>scream</i>, and that, if anyone +had cried out, I am certain I should have followed." He +had no idea that, on the night, P——, the great ladies' +doctor, had taken me aside and said: "My dear Dickens, +you may rely upon it that if only one woman cries out +when you murder the girl, there will be a contagion of +hysteria all over this place." It is impossible to soften it +without spoiling it, and you may suppose that I am rather +anxious to discover how it goes on the 5th of January!!! +We are afraid to announce it elsewhere, without knowing, +except that I have thought it pretty safe to put it up once +in Dublin. I asked Mrs. K——, the famous actress, who was +at the experiment: "What do <i>you</i> say? Do it or not?" +"Why, of course, do it," she replied. "Having got at +such an effect as that, it must be done. But," rolling her +large black eyes very slowly, and speaking very distinctly, +"the public have been looking out for a sensation these +last fifty years or so, and by Heaven they have got it!" +With which words, and a long breath and a long stare, +she became speechless. Again, you may suppose that I am +a little anxious!<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_270" id="Page_270">[270]</a></span></p> + +<p>Not a day passes but Dolby and I talk about you both, +and recall where we were at the corresponding time of last +year. My old likening of Boston to Edinburgh has been +constantly revived within these last ten days. There is a +certain remarkable similarity of <i>tone</i> between the two +places. The audiences are curiously alike, except that the +Edinburgh audience has a quicker sense of humour and is +a little more genial. No disparagement to Boston in this, +because I consider an Edinburgh audience perfect.</p> + +<p>I trust, my dear Eugenius, that you have recognised +yourself in a certain Uncommercial, and also some small +reference to a name rather dear to you? As an instance of +how strangely something comic springs up in the midst of +the direst misery, look to a succeeding Uncommercial, called +"A Small Star in the East," published to-day, by-the-bye. +I have described, <i>with exactness</i>, the poor places into which +I went, and how the people behaved, and what they said. +I was wretched, looking on; and yet the boiler-maker and +the poor man with the legs filled me with a sense of drollery +not to be kept down by any pressure.</p> + +<p>The atmosphere of this place, compounded of mists from +the highlands and smoke from the town factories, is crushing +my eyebrows as I write, and it rains as it never does +rain anywhere else, and always does rain here. It is a +dreadful place, though much improved and possessing a +deal of public spirit. Improvement is beginning to knock +the old town of Edinburgh about, here and there; but the +Canongate and the most picturesque of the horrible courts<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_271" id="Page_271">[271]</a></span> +and wynds are not to be easily spoiled, or made fit for the +poor wretches who people them to live in. Edinburgh is +so changed as to its notabilities, that I had the only three +men left of the Wilson and Jeffrey time to dine with me +there, last Saturday.</p> + +<p>I think you will find "Fatal Zero" (by Percy Fitzgerald) +a very curious analysis of a mind, as the story advances. +A new beginner in "A. Y. R." (Hon. Mrs. Clifford, Kinglake's +sister), who wrote a story in the series just finished, called +"The Abbot's Pool," has just sent me another story. I +have a strong impression that, with care, she will step into +Mrs. Gaskell's vacant place. Wills is no better, and I +have work enough even in that direction.</p> + +<p>God bless the woman with the black mittens for making +me laugh so this morning! I take her to be a kind of +public-spirited Mrs. Sparsit, and as such take her to my +bosom. God bless you both, my dear friends, in this +Christmas and New Year time, and in all times, seasons, +and places, and send you to Gad's Hill with the next +flowers!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your most affectionate. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_272" id="Page_272">[272]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Russell +Sturgis.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Kennedy's Hotel, Edinburgh</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, 18th December, 1868.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Russell Sturgis</span>,</div> + +<p>I return you the forged letter, and devoutly wish +that I had to flog the writer in virtue of a legal sentence. +I most cordially reciprocate your kind expressions in +reference to our future intercourse, and shall hope to +remind you of them five or six months hence, when my +present labours shall have gone the way of all other +earthly things. It was particularly interesting to me +when I was last at Boston to recognise poor dear Felton's +unaffected and genial ways in his eldest daughter, and +to notice how, in tender remembrance of him, she is, as +it were, Cambridge's daughter.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me always, faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_273" id="Page_273">[273]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1869.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mrs. +Forster.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Queen's Hotel, Manchester</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Monday, 8th March, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mrs. Forster</span>,</div> + +<p>A thousand thanks for your note, which has reached +me here this afternoon. At breakfast this morning Dolby +showed me the local paper with a paragraph in it recording +poor dear Tennent's<a name="FNanchor_99_99" id="FNanchor_99_99"></a><a href="#Footnote_99_99" class="fnanchor">[99]</a> death. You may imagine how +shocked I was. Immediately before I left town this last +time, I had an unusually affectionate letter from him, +enclosing one from Forster, and proposing the friendly +dinner since appointed for the 25th. I replied to him in +the same spirit, and felt touched at the time by the +gentle earnestness of his tone. It is remarkable that I +talked of him a great deal yesterday to Dolby (who knew +nothing of him), and that I reverted to him again at night +before going to bed—with no reason that I know of. +Dolby was strangely impressed by this, when he showed +me the newspaper.</p> + +<p>God be with us all!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your affectionate.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_274" id="Page_274">[274]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. H. A. +Layard.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "all the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Saturday, 13th March, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Layard</span>,</div> + +<p>Coming to town for a couple of days, from York, +I find your beautiful present.<a name="FNanchor_100_100" id="FNanchor_100_100"></a><a href="#Footnote_100_100" class="fnanchor">[100]</a> With my heartiest congratulations +on your marriage, accept my most cordial +thanks for a possession that I shall always prize foremost +among my worldly goods; firstly, for your sake; secondly, +for its own.</p> + +<p>Not one of these glasses shall be set on table until +Mrs. Layard is there, to touch with her lips the first +champagne that any of them shall ever hold! This vow +has been registered in solemn triumvirate at Gad's Hill.</p> + +<p>The first week in June will about see me through +my present work, I hope. I came to town hurriedly to +attend poor dear Emerson Tennent's funeral. You will +know how my mind went back, in the York up-train at +midnight, to Mount Vesuvius and our Neapolitan supper.</p> + +<p>I have given Mr. Hills, of Oxford Street, the letter of +introduction to you that you kindly permitted. He has +immense local influence, and could carry his neighbours +in favour of any good design.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +My dear Layard, ever cordially yours.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_275" id="Page_275">[275]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Miss +Florence +Olliffe.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">26, Wellington Street</span>, <i>Tuesday, 16th March, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Florence</span>,<a name="FNanchor_101_101" id="FNanchor_101_101"></a><a href="#Footnote_101_101" class="fnanchor">[101]</a></div> + +<p>I have received your kind note this morning, and +I hasten to thank you for it, and to assure your dear +mother of our most cordial sympathy with her in her +great affliction, and in loving remembrance of the good +man and excellent friend we have lost. The tidings of +his being very ill indeed had, of course, been reported +to me. For some days past I had taken up the newspaper +with sad misgivings; and this morning, before I +got your letter, they were realised.</p> + +<p>I loved him truly. His wonderful gentleness and +kindness, years ago, when we had sickness in our household +in Paris, has never been out of my grateful remembrance. +And, socially, his image is inseparable from some +of the most genial and delightful friendly hours of my life. +I am almost ashamed to set such recollections by the side +of your mother's great bereavement and grief, but they +spring out of the fulness of my heart.</p> + +<p>May God be with her and with you all!</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours affectionately.<br /> +</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_276" id="Page_276">[276]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +James T. +Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Adelphi Hotel, Liverpool</span>, <i>Friday, April 9th, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>The faithful <i>Russia</i> will bring this out to you, as a +sort of warrant to take you into loving custody and bring +you back on her return trip.</p> + +<p>I rather think that when the 12th of June shall have +shaken off these shackles,<a name="FNanchor_102_102" id="FNanchor_102_102"></a><a href="#Footnote_102_102" class="fnanchor">[102]</a> there <i>will</i> be borage on the lawn +at Gad's. Your heart's desire in that matter, and in the +minor particulars of Cobham Park, Rochester Castle, and +Canterbury, shall be fulfilled, please God! The red jackets +shall turn out again upon the turnpike-road, and picnics +among the cherry-orchards and hop-gardens shall be heard +of in Kent. Then, too, shall the Uncommercial resuscitate +(being at present nightly murdered by Mr. W. Sikes) and +uplift his voice again.</p> + +<p>The chief officer of the <i>Russia</i> (a capital fellow) was at +the Reading last night, and Dolby specially charged him +with the care of you and yours. We shall be on the +borders of Wales, and probably about Hereford, when +you arrive. Dolby has insane projects of getting over +here to meet you; so amiably hopeful and obviously +impracticable, that I encourage him to the utmost. +The regular little captain of the <i>Russia</i>, Cook, is just +now changed into the <i>Cuba</i>, whence arise disputes of +seniority, etc. I wish he had been with you, for I liked<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_277" id="Page_277">[277]</a></span> +him very much when I was his passenger. I like to +think of your being in <i>my</i> ship!</p> + +<p>—— and —— have been taking it by turns to be "on +the point of death," and have been complimenting one +another greatly on the fineness of the point attained. My +people got a very good impression of ——, and thought +her a sincere and earnest little woman.</p> + +<p>The <i>Russia</i> hauls out into the stream to-day, and I +fear her people may be too busy to come to us to-night. +But if any of them do, they shall have the warmest of +welcomes for your sake. (By-the-bye, a very good party +of seamen from the Queen's ship <i>Donegal</i>, lying in the +Mersey, have been told off to decorate St. George's Hall +with the ship's bunting. They were all hanging on aloft +upside down, holding to the gigantically high roof by +nothing, this morning, in the most wonderfully cheerful +manner.)</p> + +<p>My son Charley has come for the dinner, and Chappell +(my Proprietor, as—isn't it Wemmick?—says) is coming +to-day, and Lord Dufferin (Mrs. Norton's nephew) is to +come and make <i>the</i> speech. I don't envy the feelings of +my noble friend when he sees the hall. Seriously, it is +less adapted to speaking than Westminster Abbey, and +is as large. . . . .</p> + +<p>I hope you will see Fechter in a really clever piece by +Wilkie.<a name="FNanchor_103_103" id="FNanchor_103_103"></a><a href="#Footnote_103_103" class="fnanchor">[103]</a> Also you will see the Academy Exhibition, which<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_278" id="Page_278">[278]</a></span> +will be a very good one; and also we will, please God, see +everything and more, and everything else after that. I +begin to doubt and fear on the subject of your having a +horror of me after seeing the murder. I don't think a +hand moved while I was doing it last night, or an eye +looked away. And there was a fixed expression of horror +of me, all over the theatre, which could not have been +surpassed if I had been going to be hanged to that red +velvet table. It is quite a new sensation to be execrated +with that unanimity; and I hope it will remain so!</p> + +<p>[Is it lawful—would that woman in the black gaiters, +green veil, and spectacles, hold it so—to send my love to +the pretty M——?]</p> + +<p>Pack up, my dear Fields, and be quick.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever your most affectionate.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Preston</span>, <i>Thursday, 22nd April, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir</span>,</div> + +<p>I am finishing my Farewell Readings—to-night is the +seventy-fourth out of one hundred—and have barely time to +send you a line to thank you most heartily for yours of the +30th January, and for your great kindness to Alfred and +Edward. The latter wrote by the same mail, on behalf of +both, expressing the warmest gratitude to you, and reporting +himself in the stoutest heart and hope. I never can thank +you sufficiently.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_279" id="Page_279">[279]</a></span></p> + +<p>You will see that the new Ministry has made a decided +hit with its Budget, and that in the matter of the Irish +Church it has the country at its back. You will also see +that the "Reform League" has dissolved itself, indisputably +because it became aware that the people did not want it.</p> + +<p>I think the general feeling in England is a desire to get +the Irish Church out of the way of many social reforms, +and to have it done <i>with</i> as already done <i>for</i>. I do not in +the least believe myself that agrarian Ireland is to be +pacified by any such means, or can have it got out of its +mistaken head that the land is of right the peasantry's, +and that every man who owns land has stolen it and is +therefore to be shot. But that is not the question.</p> + +<p>The clock strikes post-time as I write, and I fear to +write more, lest, at this distance from London, I should +imperil the next mail.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Cordially yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Thomas +Chappell.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Monday, 3rd May, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Chappell</span>,</div> + +<p>I am really touched by your letter. I can most +truthfully assure you that your part in the inconvenience of +this mishap has given me much more concern than my +own; and that if I did not hope to have our London<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_280" id="Page_280">[280]</a></span> +Farewells yet, I should be in a very gloomy condition on +your account.</p> + +<p>Pray do not suppose that <i>you</i> are to blame for my +having done a little too much—a wild fancy indeed! The +simple fact is, that the rapid railway travelling was stretched +a hair's breadth too far, and that <i>I</i> ought to have foreseen it. +For, on the night before the last night of our reading in +America, when Dolby was cheering me with a review of the +success, and the immediate prospect of the voyage home, I +told him, to his astonishment: "I am too far gone, and +too worn out to realise anything but my own exhaustion. +Believe me, if I had to read but twice more, instead of +once, I couldn't do it." We were then just beyond our +recent number. And it was the travelling that I had felt +throughout.</p> + +<p>The sharp precautionary remedy of stopping instantly, +was almost as instantly successful the other day. I told +Dr. Watson that he had never seen me knocked out of +time, and that he had no idea of the rapidity with which I +should come up again.</p> + +<p>Just as three days' repose on the Atlantic steamer made +me, in my altered appearance, the amazement of the +captain, so this last week has set me up, thank God, in the +most wonderful manner. The sense of exhaustion seems a +dream already. Of course I shall train myself carefully, +nevertheless, all through the summer and autumn.</p> + +<p>I beg to send my kind regards to Mrs. Chappell, and I +shall hope to see her and you at Teddington in the long<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_281" id="Page_281">[281]</a></span> +bright days. It would disappoint me indeed if a lasting +friendship did not come of our business relations.</p> + +<p>In the spring I trust I shall be able to report to you +that I am ready to take my Farewells in London. Of this +I am pretty certain: that I never will take them at all, +unless with you on your own conditions.</p> + +<p>With an affectionate regard for you and your brother, +believe me always,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Very faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">"All the Year Round" Office</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Tuesday, 18th May, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Rusden</span>,</div> + +<p>As I daresay some exaggerated accounts of my +having been very ill have reached you, I begin with the +true version of the case.</p> + +<p>I daresay I <i>should</i> have been very ill if I had not +suddenly stopped my Farewell Readings when there were +yet five-and-twenty remaining to be given. I was quite +exhausted, and was warned by the doctors to stop (for the +time) instantly. Acting on the advice, and going home +into Kent for rest, I immediately began to recover, and +within a fortnight was in the brilliant condition in which I +can now—thank God—report myself.</p> + +<p>I cannot thank you enough for your care of Plorn. I<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_282" id="Page_282">[282]</a></span> +was quite prepared for his not settling down without a +lurch or two. I still hope that he may take to colonial life. . . . . +In his letter to me about his leaving the station to +which he got through your kindness, he expresses his +gratitude to you quite as strongly as if he had made a +wonderful success, and seems to have acquired no distaste +for anything but the one individual of whom he wrote that +betrayed letter. But knowing the boy, I want to try him +fully.</p> + +<p>You know all our public news, such as it is, at least as +well as I do. Many people here (of whom I am one) do +not like the look of American matters.</p> + +<p>What I most fear is that the perpetual bluster of a +party in the States will at last set the patient British back +up. And if our people begin to bluster too, and there +should come into existence an exasperating war-party on +both sides, there will be great danger of a daily-widening +breach.</p> + +<p>The first shriek of the first engine that traverses the +San Francisco Railroad from end to end will be a death-warning +to the disciples of Jo Smith. The moment the +Mormon bubble gets touched by neighbours it will break. +Similarly, the red man's course is very nearly run. A +scalped stoker is the outward and visible sign of his utter +extermination. Not Quakers enough to reach from here to +Jerusalem will save him by the term of a single year.</p> + +<p>I don't know how it may be with you, but it is the +fashion here to be absolutely certain that the Emperor of<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_283" id="Page_283">[283]</a></span> +the French is fastened by Providence and the fates on a +throne of adamant expressly constructed for him since the +foundations of the universe were laid.</p> + +<p>He knows better, and so do the police of Paris, and +both powers must be grimly entertained by the resolute +British belief, knowing what they have known, and doing +what they have done through the last ten years. What +Victor Hugo calls "the drop-curtain, behind which is constructing +the great last act of the French Revolution," +has been a little shaken at the bottom lately, however. +One seems to see the feet of a rather large chorus getting +ready.</p> + +<p>I enclose a letter for Plorn to your care, not knowing +how to address him. Forgive me for so doing (I write to +Alfred direct), and believe me, my dear Mr. Rusden,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Yours faithfully and much obliged.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Miss Emily +Jolly.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Thursday, 22nd July, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Miss Jolly</span>,</div> + +<p>Mr. Wills has retired from here (for rest and to +recover his health), and my son, who occupies his place, +brought me this morning a story<a name="FNanchor_104_104" id="FNanchor_104_104"></a><a href="#Footnote_104_104" class="fnanchor">[104]</a> in MS., with a request<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_284" id="Page_284">[284]</a></span> +that I would read it. I read it with extraordinary interest, +and was greatly surprised by its uncommon merit. On +asking whence it came, I found that it came from you!</p> + +<p>You need not to be told, after this, that I accept it with +more than readiness. If you will allow me I will go over +it with great care, and very slightly touch it here and there. +I think it will require to be divided into three portions. +You shall have the proofs and I will publish it immediately. +I think so <span class="smcap">very</span> highly of it that I will have special attention +called to it in a separate advertisement. I congratulate you +most sincerely and heartily on having done a very special +thing. It will always stand apart in my mind from any +other story I ever read. I write with its impression newly +and strongly upon me, and feel absolutely sure that I am +not mistaken.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Hon. +Robert +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">26, Wellington Street, London</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Thursday, 2nd September, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Robert Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>"John Acland" is most willingly accepted, and shall +come in to the next monthly part. I shall make bold to +condense him here and there (according to my best idea of +story-telling), and particularly where he makes the speech:—And +with the usual fault of being too long, here and there,<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_285" id="Page_285">[285]</a></span> +I think you let the story out too much—prematurely—and +this I hope to prevent artfully. I think your title open to +the same objection, and therefore propose to substitute:</p> + +<div class='center'> +<span class="smcap">The Disappearance</span><br /> +<span class="smcap">of John Acland.</span><br /> +</div> + +<p>This will leave the reader in doubt whether he really <i>was</i> +murdered, until the end.</p> + +<p>I am sorry you do not pursue the other prose series. +You can do a great deal more than you think for, with +whatever you touch; and you know where to find a firmly +attached and admiring friend always ready to take the +field with you, and always proud to see your plume among +the feathers in the Staff.</p> + +<p>Your account of my dear Boffin<a name="FNanchor_105_105" id="FNanchor_105_105"></a><a href="#Footnote_105_105" class="fnanchor">[105]</a> is highly charming:—I +had been troubled with a misgiving that he was good. +May his shadow never be more correct!</p> + +<p>I wish I could have you at the murder from "Oliver +Twist."</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">I am always, my dear Robert Lytton,</span><br /> +Affectionately your friend.<br /> +</div> + +<div class='center'><br /><b>* * * * * *</b></div> + +<p>Pray give my kindest regards to Fascination Fledgeby, +who (I have no doubt) has by this time half-a-dozen new +names, feebly expressive of his great merits.</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_286" id="Page_286">[286]</a></span></p> + +<div class="sidenote">The same.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 4em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">26, Wellington Street, Strand, London</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, 1st October, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Robert Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I am assured by a correspondent that "John Acland" +has been done before. Said correspondent has evidently +read the story—and is almost confident in "Chambers's +Journal." This is very unfortunate, but of course cannot +be helped. There is always a possibility of such a +malignant conjunction of stars when the story is a +true one.</p> + +<p>In the case of a good story—as this is—liable for +years to be told at table—as this was—there is nothing +wonderful in such a mischance. Let us shuffle the cards, +as Sancho says, and begin again.</p> + +<p>You will of course understand that I do not tell +you this by way of complaint. Indeed, I should not +have mentioned it at all, but as an explanation to you +of my reason for winding the story up (which I have +done to-day) as expeditiously as possible. You might +otherwise have thought me, on reading it as published, +a little hard on Mr. Doilly. I have not had time to +direct search to be made in "Chambers's;" but as to the +main part of the story having been printed somewhere, +I have not the faintest doubt. And I believe my correspondent +to be also right as to the where. You could not +help it any more than I could, and therefore will not be +troubled by it any more than I am.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_287" id="Page_287">[287]</a></span></p> + +<p>The more I get of your writing, the better I shall +be pleased.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 4em;">Do believe me to be, as I am,</span><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;">Your genuine admirer</span><br /> +And affectionate friend.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place, Higham by Rochester, Kent</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Sunday, 24th October, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Rusden</span>,</div> + +<p>This very day a great meeting is announced to come +off in London, as a demonstration in favour of a Fenian +"amnesty." No doubt its numbers and importance are +ridiculously over-estimated, but I believe the gathering will +turn out to be big enough to be a very serious obstruction +in the London streets. I have a great doubt whether +such demonstrations ought to be allowed. They are bad +as a precedent, and they unquestionably interfere with +the general liberty and freedom of the subject.</p> + +<p>Moreover, the time must come when this kind of +threat and defiance will have to be forcibly stopped, +and when the unreasonable toleration of it will lead to +a sacrifice of life among the comparatively innocent +lookers-on that might have been avoided but for a false +confidence on their part, engendered in the damnable<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_288" id="Page_288">[288]</a></span> +system of <i>laisser-aller</i>. You see how right we were, you +and I, in our last correspondence on this head, and how +desperately unsatisfactory the condition of Ireland is, +especially when considered with a reference to America. +The Government has, through Mr. Gladstone, just now +spoken out boldly in reference to the desired amnesty. +(So much the better for them or they would unquestionably +have gone by the board.) Still there is an uneasy +feeling abroad that Mr. Gladstone himself would grant this +amnesty if he dared, and that there is a great weakness +in the rest of their Irish policy. And this feeling is very +strong amongst the noisiest Irish howlers. Meanwhile, +the newspapers go on arguing Irish matters as if the Irish +were a reasonable people, in which immense assumption +I, for one, have not the smallest faith.</p> + +<p>Again, I have to thank you most heartily for your +kindness to my two boys. It is impossible to predict how +Plorn will settle down, or come out of the effort to do so. +But he has unquestionably an affectionate nature, and a +certain romantic touch in him. Both of these qualities +are, I hope, more impressible for good than for evil, and +I trust in God for the rest.</p> + +<p>The news of Lord Derby's death will reach you, I +suppose, at about the same time as this letter. A rash, +impetuous, passionate man; but a great loss for his party, +as a man of mind and mark. I was staying last June +with Lord Russell—six or seven years older, but (except for +being rather deaf) in wonderful preservation, and brighter<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_289" id="Page_289">[289]</a></span> +and more completely armed at all points than I have seen +him these twenty years.</p> + +<p>As this need not be posted till Friday, I shall leave it +open for a final word or two; and am until then, and then, +and always afterwards, my dear Mr. Rusden,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your faithful and much obliged.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<i>Thursday, 28th.</i><br /> +</div> + +<p>We have no news in England except two slight changes +in the Government consequent on Layard's becoming our +Minister at Madrid. He is not long married to a charming +lady, and will be far better in Spain than in the House of +Commons. The Ministry are now holding councils on the +Irish Land Tenure question, which is the next difficulty +they have to deal with, as you know. Last Sunday's meeting +was a preposterous failure; still, it brought together +in the streets of London all the ruffian part of the population +of London, and that is a serious evil which any one of +a thousand accidents might render mischievous. There is +no existing law, however, to stop these assemblages, so +that they keep moving while in the streets.</p> + +<p>The Government was undoubtedly wrong when it considered +it had the right to close Hyde Park; that is now +universally conceded.</p> + +<p>I write to Alfred and Plorn both by this mail. They +can never say enough of your kindness when they write +to me.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_290" id="Page_290">[290]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. A. H. +Layard.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill Place</span>, <i>Monday, 8th November, 1869.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Layard</span>,</div> + +<p>On Friday or Saturday next I can come to you +at any time after twelve that will suit your convenience. +I had no idea of letting you go away without my God-speed; +but I knew how busy you must be; and kept in +the background, biding my time.</p> + +<p>I am sure you know that there is no man living more +attached to you than I am. After considering the subject +with the jealousy of a friend, I have a strong conviction +that your change<a name="FNanchor_106_106" id="FNanchor_106_106"></a><a href="#Footnote_106_106" class="fnanchor">[106]</a> is a good one; ill as you can be spared +from the ranks of men who are in earnest here.</p> + +<p>With kindest regards to Mrs. Layard.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully yours.<br /> +</div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>1870.</h2> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. James +T. Fields.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">5, Hyde Park Place, London, W.</span>,</span><br /> +<i>Friday, January 14th, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Fields</span>,</div> + +<p>We live here (opposite the Marble Arch) in a +charming house until the 1st of June, and then return to +Gad's. The conservatory is completed, and is a brilliant +success; but an expensive one!</p> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_291" id="Page_291">[291]</a></span></p> +<p>I should be quite ashamed of not having written to you +and my dear Mrs. Fields before now, if I didn't know that +you will both understand how occupied I am, and how +naturally, when I put my papers away for the day, I get +up and fly. I have a large room here, with three fine +windows, overlooking the Park—unsurpassable for airiness +and cheerfulness.</p> + +<p>You saw the announcement of the death of poor dear +Harness. The circumstances are curious. He wrote to his +old friend the Dean of Battle saying he would come to +visit him on that day (the day of his death). The Dean +wrote back: "Come next day, instead, as we are obliged +to go out to dinner, and you will be alone." Harness told +his sister a little impatiently that he <i>must</i> go on the first-named +day; that he had made up his mind to go, and +<span class="smcap">must</span>. He had been getting himself ready for dinner, and +came to a part of the staircase whence two doors opened—one, +upon another level passage; one, upon a flight of +stone steps. He opened the wrong door, fell down the +steps, injured himself very severely, and died in a few +hours.</p> + +<p>You will know—<i>I</i> don't—what Fechter's success is in +America at the time of this present writing. In his farewell +performances at the Princess's he acted very finely. +I thought the three first acts of his Hamlet very much +better than I had ever thought them before—and I always +thought very highly of them. We gave him a foaming +stirrup cup at Gad's Hill.<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_292" id="Page_292">[292]</a></span></p> + +<p>Forster (who has been ill with his bronchitis again) +thinks No. 2 of the new book ("Edwin Drood") a +clincher,—I mean that word (as his own expression) for +<i>Clincher</i>. There is a curious interest steadily working up +to No. 5, which requires a great deal of art and self-denial. +I think also, apart from character and picturesqueness, that +the young people are placed in a very novel situation. So +I hope—at Nos. 5 and 6, the story will turn upon an +interest suspended until the end.</p> + +<p>I can't believe it, and don't, and won't, but they say +Harry's twenty-first birthday is next Sunday. I have +entered him at the Temple just now; and if he don't get +a fellowship at Trinity Hall when his time comes, I shall +be disappointed, if in the present disappointed state of +existence.</p> + +<p>I hope you may have met with the little touch of +Radicalism I gave them at Birmingham in the words of +Buckle? With pride I observe that it makes the regular +political traders, of all sorts, perfectly mad. <ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'Sich'">Such</ins> was +my intentions, as a grateful acknowledgment of having +been misrepresented.</p> + +<p>I think Mrs. ——'s prose very admirable; but I don't +believe it! No, I do <i>not</i>. My conviction is that those +islanders get frightfully bored by the islands, and wish +they had never set eyes upon them!</p> + +<p>Charley Collins has done a charming cover for the +monthly part of the new book. At the very earnest +representations of Millais (and after having seen a great<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_293" id="Page_293">[293]</a></span> +number of his drawings) I am going to engage with a +new man; retaining of course, C. C.'s cover aforesaid.<a name="FNanchor_107_107" id="FNanchor_107_107"></a><a href="#Footnote_107_107" class="fnanchor">[107]</a> +Katie has made some more capital portraits, and is always +improving.</p> + +<p>My dear Mrs. Fields, if "He" (made proud by chairs +and bloated by pictures) does not give you my dear love, +let us conspire against him when you find him out, and +exclude him from all future confidences. Until then,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever affectionately yours and his.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Lord +Lytton.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">5, Hyde Park Place</span>, <i>Monday, 14th February, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Lytton</span>,</div> + +<p>I ought to have mentioned in my hurried note to +you, that my knowledge of the consultation<a name="FNanchor_108_108" id="FNanchor_108_108"></a><a href="#Footnote_108_108" class="fnanchor">[108]</a> in question +only preceded yours by certain hours; and that Longman +asked me if I would make the design known to you, as +he thought it might be a liberty to address you otherwise. +This I did therefore.</p> + +<p>The class of writers to whom you refer at the close +of your note, have no copyright, and do not come within +my case at all. I quite agree with you as to their +propensities and deserts.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_294" id="Page_294">[294]</a></span></p><p>Indeed, I suppose in the main that there is very little +difference between our opinions. I do not think the present +Government worse than another, and I think it better +than another by the presence of Mr. Gladstone; but it +appears to me that our system fails.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever yours.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Frederic +Chapman.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">5, Hyde Park Place</span>, <i>Monday, 14th March, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>Dear Frederic Chapman</span>,</div> + +<p>Mr. Fildes has been with me this morning, and +without complaining of —— or expressing himself otherwise +than as being obliged to him for his care in No. 1, +represents that there is a brother-student of his, a wood-engraver, +perfectly acquainted with his style and well +understanding his meaning, who would render him better.</p> + +<p>I have replied to him that there can be no doubt +that he has a claim beyond dispute to our employing +whomsoever he knows will present him in his best aspect. +Therefore, we must make the change; the rather because +the fellow-student in question has engraved Mr. Fildes' +most successful drawings hitherto.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_295" id="Page_295">[295]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Charles +Mackay.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><span class="smcap">Office of "All the Year Round,"</span></span><br /> +<i>Thursday, 21st April, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mackay</span>,</div> + +<p>I have placed "God's Acre." The prose paper, +"The False Friend," has lingered, because it seems to +me that the idea is to be found in an introduced story of +mine called "The Baron of Grogzwig" in "Pickwick."</p> + +<p>Be pleasant with the Scottish people in handling +Johnson, because I love them.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Ever faithfully.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Sir John +Bowring.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Gad's Hill</span>, <i>Thursday, 5th May, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Sir John</span>,</div> + +<p>I send you many cordial thanks for your note, +and the very curious drawing accompanying it. I ought +to tell you, perhaps, that the opium smoking I have +described, I saw (exactly as I have described it, penny +ink-bottle and all) down in Shadwell this last autumn. +A couple of the Inspectors of Lodging-Houses knew the +woman and took me to her as I was making a round with +them to see for myself the working of Lord Shaftesbury's +Bill.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Believe me, always faithfully yours. +</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_296" id="Page_296">[296]</a></span></p> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. J. B. +Buckstone.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /><a name="FNanchor_109_109" id="FNanchor_109_109"></a><a href="#Footnote_109_109" class="fnanchor">[109]</a><i>Sunday, 15th May, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Buckstone</span>,</div> + +<p>I send a duplicate of this note to the Haymarket, +in case it should miss you out of town. For a few years +I have been liable, at wholly uncertain and incalculable +times, to a severe attack of neuralgia in the foot, about +once in the course of a year. It began in an injury to +the finer muscles or nerves, occasioned by over-walking +in the deep snow. When it comes on I cannot stand, +and can bear no covering whatever on the sensitive place. +One of these seizures is upon me now. Until it leaves +me I could no more walk into St. James's Hall than I +could fly in the air. I hope you will present my duty +to the Prince of Wales, and assure his Royal Highness +that nothing short of my being (most unfortunately) disabled +for the moment would have prevented my attending, +as trustee of the Fund,<a name="FNanchor_110_110" id="FNanchor_110_110"></a><a href="#Footnote_110_110" class="fnanchor">[110]</a> at the dinner, and warmly +expressing my poor sense of the great and inestimable +service his Royal Highness renders to a most deserving +institution by so kindly commending it to the public.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Faithfully yours always.<br /> +</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_297" id="Page_297">[297]</a></span></p> +<div class="sidenote">Mr. +Rusden.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Athenæum</span>, <i>Friday Evening, 20th May, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Mr. Rusden</span>,</div> + +<p>I received your most interesting and clear-sighted +letter about Plorn just before the departure of the last +mail from here to you. I did not answer then because +another incoming mail was nearly due, and I expected +(knowing Plorn so well) that some communication from +him such as he made to you would come to me. I was +not mistaken. The same arguing of the squatter question—vegetables +and all—appeared. This gave me an opportunity +of touching on those points by this mail, without +in the least compromising you. I cannot too completely +express my concurrence with your excellent idea that +his correspondence with you should be regarded as confidential. +Just as I could not possibly suggest a word +more neatly to the point, or more thoughtfully addressed, +to such a young man than your reply to his letter, I +hope you will excuse my saying that it is a perfect +model of tact, good sense, and good feeling. I had been +struck by his persistently ignoring the possibility of +his holding any other position in Australasia than his +present position, and had inferred from it a homeward +tendency. What is most curious to me is that he is +very sensible, and yet does not seem to understand that +he has qualified himself for no public examinations in +the old country, and could not possibly hold his own<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_298" id="Page_298">[298]</a></span> +against any competition for anything to which I could +get him nominated.</p> + +<p>But I must not trouble you about my boys as if +they were yours. It is enough that I can never thank +you for your goodness to them in a generous consideration +of me.</p> + +<p>I believe the truth as to France to be that a citizen +Frenchman never forgives, and that Napoleon will never +live down the <i>coup d'état</i>. This makes it enormously +difficult for any well-advised English newspaper to support +him, and pretend not to know on what a volcano +his throne is set. Informed as to his designs on the +one hand, and the perpetual uneasiness of his police on +the other (to say nothing of a doubtful army), <i>The Times</i> +has a difficult game to play. My own impression is that +if it were played too boldly for him, the old deplorable +national antagonism would revive in his going down. +That the wind will pass over his Imperiality on the sands +of France I have not the slightest doubt. In no country +on the earth, but least of all there, can you seize people +in their houses on political warrants, and kill in the streets, +on no warrant at all, without raising a gigantic Nemesis—not +very reasonable in detail, perhaps, but none the less +terrible for that.</p> + +<p>The commonest dog or man driven mad is a much +more alarming creature than the same individuality in +a sober and commonplace condition.</p> + +<p>Your friend —— —— is setting the world right<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_299" id="Page_299">[299]</a></span> +generally all round (including the flattened ends, the +two poles), and, as a Minister said to me the other day, +"has the one little fault of omniscience."</p> + +<p>You will probably have read before now that I am +going to be everything the Queen can make me.<a name="FNanchor_111_111" id="FNanchor_111_111"></a><a href="#Footnote_111_111" class="fnanchor">[111]</a> If +my authority be worth anything believe on it that I am +going to be nothing but what I am, and that that includes +my being as long as I live,</p> + +<div class='sig'> +Your faithful and heartily obliged.<br /> +</div> + + +<div class="sidenote">Mr. Alfred +Tennyson +Dickens.</div> + +<div class='date'><br /><br /> +<span class="smcap">Athenæum Club</span>, <i>Friday Night, 20th May, 1870.</i><br /> +</div> + +<div class='unindent'><span class='smcap'>My dear Alfred</span>,<a name="FNanchor_112_112" id="FNanchor_112_112"></a><a href="#Footnote_112_112" class="fnanchor">[112]</a></div> + +<p>I have just time to tell you under my own hand +that I invited Mr. Bear to a dinner of such guests as he +would naturally like to see, and that we took to him +very much, and got on with him capitally.</p> + +<p>I am doubtful whether Plorn is taking to Australia. +Can you find out his real mind? I notice that he always +writes as if his present life were the be-all and the end-all +of his emigration, and as if I had no idea of you two +becoming proprietors, and aspiring to the first positions +in the colony, without casting off the old connection.</p> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_300" id="Page_300">[300]</a></span></p><p>From Mr. Bear I had the best accounts of you. I +told him that they did not surprise me, for I had unbounded +faith in you. For which take my love and +blessing.</p> + +<p>They will have told you all the news here, and that +I am hard at work. This is not a letter so much as an +assurance that I never think of you without hope and +comfort.</p> + +<div class='sig'> +<span style="margin-right: 6em;">Ever, my dear Alfred,</span><br /> +Your affectionate Father.<br /> +</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<p>This Letter did not reach Australia until after these two +absent sons of Charles Dickens had heard, by telegraph, the +news of their father's death.</p> + + +<div class='center'><br />THE END.</div> + + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_301" id="Page_301">[301]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>INDEX.</h2> + + +<div class='unindent'> +Acrobats, <a href="#Page_213">213</a><br /> +<br /> +Adams, Mr. H. G., letters to, <a href="#Page_15">15</a>, <a href="#Page_208">208</a><br /> +<br /> +Agreement, a sporting, <a href="#Page_244">244</a><br /> +<br /> +Ainsworth, Mr. W. H., <a href="#Page_13">13</a><br /> +<br /> +Air, Dickens's love of fresh, <a href="#Page_169">169</a><br /> +<br /> +Allston, Mr. Washington, <a href="#Page_42">42</a><br /> +<br /> +America, feeling for the "Curiosity Shop" in, <a href="#Page_19">19</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">projected visit to, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">description of life in, <a href="#Page_24">24</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">how Dickens was interviewed in, <a href="#Page_26">26</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">amateur theatricals in, <a href="#Page_28">28</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">friends in, <a href="#Page_30">30</a>, <a href="#Page_238">238</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">voyage home from, <a href="#Page_34">34</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">second visit of Dickens to, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>, <a href="#Page_241">241</a>, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>-<a href="#Page_249">249</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's feeling for the people of, <a href="#Page_237">237</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the great walking-match in, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">second journey home from, <a href="#Page_249">249</a>-<a href="#Page_252">252</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">desire on the part of Dickens to promote friendly relations between England and, <a href="#Page_259">259</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters from, <a href="#Page_24">24</a>, <a href="#Page_27">27</a>, <a href="#Page_28">28</a>, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>-<a href="#Page_249">249</a></span><br /> +<br /> +"American Notes, The," success of, <a href="#Page_38">38</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">criticisms on, <a href="#Page_38">38</a>, <a href="#Page_43">43</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Page_34">34</a>, <a href="#Page_35">35</a>, <a href="#Page_237">237</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Appleton, Mr., <a href="#Page_260">260</a><br /> +<br /> +Ashburton, Lord, <a href="#Page_46">46</a><br /> +<br /> +Austin, Mr. Henry, letter to, <a href="#Page_130">130</a><br /> +<br /> +Austin, Mrs., letter to, <a href="#Page_214">214</a><br /> +<br /> +Author, dreams of an, <a href="#Page_55">55</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">penalties of an, <a href="#Page_168">168</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Babbage, Mr. Charles, letter to, <a href="#Page_69">69</a><br /> +<br /> +Bairr, Mrs., <a href="#Page_146">146</a><br /> +<br /> +Bath, a, abroad, <a href="#Page_144">144</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Naples, <a href="#Page_155">155</a></span><br /> +<br /> +"Battle of Life, The," the drama of, <a href="#Page_87">87</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens on, <a href="#Page_102">102</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Baylis, Mr., letter to, <a href="#Page_212">212</a><br /> +<br /> +Bear, Mr., <a href="#Page_299">299</a><br /> +<br /> +Beard, Mr., <a href="#Page_9">9</a><br /> +<br /> +Begging-letter Writers, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_267">267</a><br /> +<br /> +"Bentley's Miscellany," Dickens's connection with, <a href="#Page_12">12</a><br /> +<br /> +Benzon, Mrs., <a href="#Page_199">199</a><br /> +<br /> +Biliousness, an effect of, <a href="#Page_87">87</a><br /> +<br /> +Birmingham, meeting of Polytechnic Institution at, <a href="#Page_64">64</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the Institute at, <a href="#Page_158">158</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Birthday greeting, a, <a href="#Page_226">226</a><br /> +<br /> +"Black and White," Fechter in Wilkie Collins's play of, <a href="#Page_277">277</a><br /> +<br /> +"Bleak House," <a href="#Page_140">140</a><br /> +<br /> +Blessington, the Countess of, <a href="#Page_68">68</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_17">17</a>, <a href="#Page_65">65</a>, <a href="#Page_70">70</a>, <a href="#Page_74">74</a>, <a href="#Page_75">75</a>, <a href="#Page_89">89</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Blue-stockings, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_18">18</a><br /> +<br /> +Boulogne, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_140">140</a>, <a href="#Page_141">141</a>, <a href="#Page_161">161</a><br /> +<br /> +Bouncer, Mrs., Miss Dickens's dog, <a href="#Page_216">216</a>, <a href="#Page_255">255</a><br /> +<br /> +Bowring, Sir John, letters to, <a href="#Page_193">193</a>, <a href="#Page_295">295</a><br /> +<br /> +Boy, the Magnetic, <a href="#Page_18">18</a><br /> +<br /> +Boyle, Miss Mary, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_220">220</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Braham, Mr., <a href="#Page_1">1</a>-<a href="#Page_3">3</a><br /> +<br /> +Braham, Mrs., <a href="#Page_3">3</a><br /> +<br /> +Breakfast, a, aboard ship, <a href="#Page_251">251</a><br /> +<br /> +Broadstairs, description of, <a href="#Page_53">53</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">life at, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_125">125</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">a wreck at, <a href="#Page_129">129</a>, <a href="#Page_131">131</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Brougham, Lord, <a href="#Page_46">46</a><br /> +<br /> +Browning, Mr. Robert, letter to, <a href="#Page_227">227</a><br /> +<br /> +Buckstone, Mr., letter to, <a href="#Page_296">296</a><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_302" id="Page_302">[302]</a></span><br /> +<a name="Bulwer" id="Bulwer"></a>Bulwer, Sir Edward Lytton, letter to, <a href="#Page_62">62</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Lytton_sir">Lytton, Sir Edward Bulwer</a>, and <a href="#Lytton_lord">Lytton, Lord</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Butler, Mrs., <a href="#Page_85">85</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Calculation, a long, <a href="#Page_43">43</a><br /> +<br /> +Captain, a sea, <a href="#Page_47">47</a><br /> +<br /> +"Captives, The," Dickens's criticism on Lord Lytton's play of, <a href="#Page_241">241</a><br /> +<br /> +Carlyle, Mr. Thomas, <a href="#Page_28">28</a><br /> +<br /> +Carlyle, Mrs., <a href="#Page_179">179</a><br /> +<br /> +Céleste, Madame, <a href="#Page_168">168</a><br /> +<br /> +Cerjat, M. de, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Chapman, Mr. Edward, letters to, <a href="#Page_14">14</a>, <a href="#Page_91">91</a><br /> +<br /> +Chapman, Mr. Frederic, letter to, <a href="#Page_294">294</a><br /> +<br /> +Chappell, Mr. T., <a href="#Page_277">277</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_279">279</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Charity, a vote for a, <a href="#Page_108">108</a><br /> +<br /> +Chéri, Rose, <a href="#Page_90">90</a><br /> +<br /> +Children, Dickens on the death of, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +"Child's History of England, A," <a href="#Page_237">237</a><br /> +<br /> +"Chimes, The," Dickens at work on, <a href="#Page_71">71</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his interest in, <a href="#Page_71">71</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Chorley, Mr. Henry F., letters to, <a href="#Page_190">190</a>, <a href="#Page_213">213</a>, <a href="#Page_216">216</a>, <a href="#Page_222">222</a>, <a href="#Page_231">231</a><br /> +<br /> +Christening, a boisterous, <a href="#Page_261">261</a><br /> +<br /> +"Christmas Carol, The," Dickens at work on, <a href="#Page_59">59</a>, <a href="#Page_63">63</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">success of, <a href="#Page_60">60</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Christmas keeping, <a href="#Page_60">60</a><br /> +<br /> +<i>Chronicle, The Evening</i>, Dickens's connection with, <a href="#Page_5">5</a><br /> +<br /> +Clark, Mr. L. Gaylord, letter to, <a href="#Page_19">19</a><br /> +<br /> +Clark, Mr. W. Gaylord, <a href="#Page_19">19</a><br /> +<br /> +Clarke, Mrs. Cowden, <a href="#Page_264">264</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Clifford, Hon. Mrs., <a href="#Page_271">271</a><br /> +<br /> +Cobden, Mr. Richard, <a href="#Page_84">84</a><br /> +<br /> +Collins, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_292">292</a><br /> +<br /> +Collins, Mr. Wilkie, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_198">198</a>, <a href="#Page_233">233</a>, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_258">258</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'Conjuror'">Conjurer</ins>, Dickens as a, <a href="#Page_41">41</a><br /> +<br /> +Conolly, Mr., <a href="#Page_160">160</a><br /> +<br /> +Cookesley, Mr., <a href="#Page_109">109</a><br /> +<br /> +Copyright, Dickens on international, <a href="#Page_28">28</a>, <a href="#Page_33">33</a>, <a href="#Page_44">44</a>, <a href="#Page_102">102</a>, <a href="#Page_237">237</a>, <a href="#Page_263">263</a>, <a href="#Page_293">293</a><br /> +<br /> +Corn Laws, the Repeal of the, <a href="#Page_84">84</a><br /> +<br /> +Cornwall, a trip to, <a href="#Page_39">39</a><br /> +<br /> +Costello, Mr., <a href="#Page_101">101</a><br /> +<br /> +Coutts, Miss, <a href="#Page_128">128</a>, <a href="#Page_132">132</a>, <a href="#Page_148">148</a><br /> +<br /> +Covent Garden Opera, commencement of the, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +Criticism, on Dickens's opera, <a href="#Page_1">1</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens on American, <a href="#Page_44">44</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">on art, <a href="#Page_77">77</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's appreciation of Thackeray's, <a href="#Page_165">165</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">by Chorley on Dickens, <a href="#Page_223">223</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Cruikshank, Mr. George, <a href="#Page_101">101</a><br /> +<br /> +Cullenford, Mr., <a href="#Page_88">88</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +<i>Daily News, The</i>, first issue of, <a href="#Page_84">84</a><br /> +<br /> +"Dando," the oyster-eater, <a href="#Page_32">32</a>, <a href="#Page_35">35</a><br /> +<br /> +"David Copperfield," Dickens at work on, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's feeling for, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his liking for the reading of, <a href="#Page_227">227</a>, <a href="#Page_234">234</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Death, Dickens on the punishment of, <a href="#Page_78">78</a><br /> +<br /> +De Gex, Mr., <a href="#Page_9">9</a><br /> +<br /> +Derby, Lord, Dickens's opinion of, <a href="#Page_288">288</a><br /> +<br /> +Devonshire, the Duke of, <a href="#Page_121">121</a>, <a href="#Page_128">128</a>, <a href="#Page_129">129</a><br /> +<br /> +Diary, fragments of Dickens's, <a href="#Page_8">8</a>-<a href="#Page_12">12</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Alfred, <a href="#Page_265">265</a>, <a href="#Page_278">278</a>, <a href="#Page_289">289</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_299">299</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Charles, his affection for Mary Hogarth, <a href="#Page_6">6</a>-<a href="#Page_9">9</a>, <a href="#Page_11">11</a>, <a href="#Page_50">50</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his diary, <a href="#Page_8">8</a>-<a href="#Page_12">12</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his relations with <i>The Chronicle</i>, <a href="#Page_5">5</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his "Sketches of Young Gentlemen," <a href="#Page_9">9</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his "Sunday in Three Parts," <a href="#Page_9">9</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">insures his life, <a href="#Page_10">10</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his connection with "Bentley's Miscellany," <a href="#Page_12">12</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">is entered at the Middle Temple, <a href="#Page_14">14</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his feeling for Kent, <a href="#Page_15">15</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his religious views, <a href="#Page_16">16</a>, <a href="#Page_17">17</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the purpose of his writing, <a href="#Page_17">17</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his childhood, <a href="#Page_22">22</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his first visit to America, <a href="#Page_24">24</a>-<a href="#Page_31">31</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">as a stage-manager, <a href="#Page_29">29</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_127">127</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">dinner to, at Greenwich, <a href="#Page_33">33</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">takes a trip to Cornwall, <a href="#Page_39">39</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">as a conjuror, <a href="#Page_41">41</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">on American criticism, <a href="#Page_44">44</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">facetious description of himself, <a href="#Page_53">53</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Broadstairs, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_125">125</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his views on education, <a href="#Page_58">58</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at work on "The Christmas Carol," <a href="#Page_59">59</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">in Italy, <a href="#Page_70">70</a>-<a href="#Page_78">78</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at work on "The Chimes," <a href="#Page_71">71</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">in Paris, <a href="#Page_85">85</a>, <a href="#Page_89">89</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">organises theatricals for the benefit of Leigh Hunt, <a href="#Page_95">95</a>, <a href="#Page_97">97</a>, <a href="#Page_98">98</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_103">103</a>;</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_303" id="Page_303">[303]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">organises theatricals to found a curatorship of Shakespeare's house, <a href="#Page_104">104</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">acts in theatricals at Knebworth, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>, <a href="#Page_116">116</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">theatricals in aid of the Guild of Literature and Art, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>-<a href="#Page_128">128</a>, <a href="#Page_133">133</a>-<a href="#Page_135">135</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">as an editor, <a href="#Page_137">137</a>-<a href="#Page_140">140</a>, <a href="#Page_159">159</a>, <a href="#Page_162">162</a>-<a href="#Page_164">164</a>, <a href="#Page_173">173</a>-<a href="#Page_175">175</a>, <a href="#Page_181">181</a>, <a href="#Page_183">183</a>, <a href="#Page_202">202</a>, <a href="#Page_229">229</a>, <a href="#Page_239">239</a>, <a href="#Page_284">284</a>, <a href="#Page_286">286</a>, <a href="#Page_295">295</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Boulogne, <a href="#Page_140">140</a>, <a href="#Page_141">141</a>, <a href="#Page_161">161</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his expedition to Switzerland and Italy, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>-<a href="#Page_158">158</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his excitability when at work, <a href="#Page_169">169</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his love of fresh air, <a href="#Page_169">169</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">on the death of children, <a href="#Page_170">170</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">on red tape, <a href="#Page_176">176</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">on Sunday bands, <a href="#Page_177">177</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">sits to Frith for his portrait, <a href="#Page_188">188</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his readings, <a href="#Page_208">208</a>, <a href="#Page_227">227</a>, <a href="#Page_230">230</a>, <a href="#Page_232">232</a>, <a href="#Page_238">238</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at work on "Our Mutual Friend," <a href="#Page_218">218</a>, <a href="#Page_221">221</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">readings in America, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his love for the American people, <a href="#Page_237">237</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his second visit to America, <a href="#Page_241">241</a>, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_252">252</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Gad's Hill, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">farewell course of readings, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>, <a href="#Page_278">278</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his reminiscences of the Staplehurst accident, <a href="#Page_264">264</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">his reading of the murder from "Oliver Twist," <a href="#Page_268">268</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">serious illness of, <a href="#Page_280">280</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">great physical power of, <a href="#Page_280">280</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Charles, jun., <a href="#Page_9">9</a>, <a href="#Page_25">25</a>, <a href="#Page_41">41</a>, <a href="#Page_109">109</a>, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_277">277</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at "All the Year Round" office, <a href="#Page_283">283</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Mrs. Charles, <a href="#Page_9">9</a>, <a href="#Page_51">51</a>, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>, <a href="#Page_115">115</a>, <a href="#Page_124">124</a>, <a href="#Page_125">125</a>, <a href="#Page_171">171</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Dora, death of, <a href="#Page_125">125</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Edward, nicknamed Plorn, <a href="#Page_158">158</a>, <a href="#Page_265">265</a>, <a href="#Page_273">273</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a>, <a href="#Page_288">288</a>, <a href="#Page_289">289</a>, <a href="#Page_297">297</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Henry F., <a href="#Page_157">157</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">entered at the Temple, <a href="#Page_292">292</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Kate, <a href="#Page_153">153</a>, <a href="#Page_157">157</a>, <a href="#Page_293">293</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Miss, <a href="#Page_157">157</a>, <a href="#Page_196">196</a>, <a href="#Page_205">205</a>, <a href="#Page_210">210</a>, <a href="#Page_215">215</a>, <a href="#Page_217">217</a>, <a href="#Page_222">222</a>, <a href="#Page_228">228</a>, <a href="#Page_255">255</a>, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>, <a href="#Page_258">258</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Sydney, <a href="#Page_143">143</a>, <a href="#Page_157">157</a><br /> +<br /> +Dickens, Walter, <a href="#Page_25">25</a><br /> +<br /> +Disease, a new form of, <a href="#Page_129">129</a><br /> +<br /> +Dissent, Dickens's views on, <a href="#Page_16">16</a><br /> +<br /> +"Doctor Marigold," reading of, <a href="#Page_227">227</a><br /> +<br /> +Dogs, Dickens's, <a href="#Page_255">255</a>, <a href="#Page_262">262</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Don, the Newfoundland, rescues his son, <a href="#Page_262">262</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Dolby, Mr. George, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>, <a href="#Page_238">238</a>, <a href="#Page_248">248</a>, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>, <a href="#Page_261">261</a>, <a href="#Page_270">270</a>, <a href="#Page_273">273</a>, <a href="#Page_276">276</a><br /> +<br /> +"Dombey and Son," sale of, <a href="#Page_87">87</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">see also <a href="#Page_89">89</a>, <a href="#Page_94">94</a></span><br /> +<br /> +D'Orsay, Count, <a href="#Page_18">18</a>, <a href="#Page_66">66</a>, <a href="#Page_68">68</a>, <a href="#Page_70">70</a>, <a href="#Page_73">73</a>, <a href="#Page_74">74</a>, <a href="#Page_78">78</a><br /> +<br /> +Dream, an absurd, <a href="#Page_56">56</a><br /> +<br /> +Dufferin, Lord, <a href="#Page_277">277</a><br /> +<br /> +Dumas, Alexandre, <a href="#Page_90">90</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Earnestness, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_176">176</a><br /> +<br /> +Eden, the Hon. Miss, letter to, <a href="#Page_128">128</a><br /> +<br /> +Edinburgh, <a href="#Page_270">270</a><br /> +<br /> +Editor, Dickens as an, <a href="#Page_137">137</a>-<a href="#Page_140">140</a>, <a href="#Page_159">159</a>, <a href="#Page_162">162</a>-<a href="#Page_164">164</a>, <a href="#Page_173">173</a>-<a href="#Page_175">175</a>, <a href="#Page_181">181</a>, <a href="#Page_183">183</a>, <a href="#Page_202">202</a>, <a href="#Page_229">229</a>, <a href="#Page_239">239</a>, <a href="#Page_284">284</a>-<a href="#Page_286">286</a>, <a href="#Page_295">295</a><br /> +<br /> +Education, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_58">58</a><br /> +<br /> +Edward, the courier, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>-<a href="#Page_144">144</a>, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_155">155</a><br /> +<br /> +"Edwin Drood," Dickens on, <a href="#Page_292">292</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the opium scene in, <a href="#Page_295">295</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Egg, Mr. A., <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>, <a href="#Page_127">127</a>, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>, <a href="#Page_148">148</a>, <a href="#Page_156">156</a><br /> +<br /> +Evans, Mr., <a href="#Page_109">109</a><br /> +<br /> +"Experience, An," <a href="#Page_283">283</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +"Fatal Zero," by Percy Fitzgerald, <a href="#Page_291">291</a><br /> +<br /> +Fechter, Mr. Charles, in "The Lady of Lyons," <a href="#Page_234">234</a>, <a href="#Page_240">240</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's admiration of, <a href="#Page_240">240</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Page_253">253</a>, <a href="#Page_257">257</a>, <a href="#Page_277">277</a>, <a href="#Page_291">291</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_254">254</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Fechter, Madame, <a href="#Page_254">254</a><br /> +<br /> +Felton, Professor, <a href="#Page_272">272</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Felton, Mrs., <a href="#Page_33">33</a><br /> +<br /> +Fenian Amnesty, meeting in favour of a, <a href="#Page_287">287</a>, <a href="#Page_289">289</a><br /> +<br /> +Fields, Mr. James T.; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a><br /> +<br /> +Fields, Mrs., <a href="#Page_252">252</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>, <a href="#Page_291">291</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_255">255</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Fildes, Mr., <a href="#Page_294">294</a><br /> +<br /> +Fitzgerald, Mr. Percy, <a href="#Page_228">228</a>, <a href="#Page_271">271</a><br /> +<br /> +Forster, Mr. John, <a href="#Page_9">9</a>, <a href="#Page_10">10</a>, <a href="#Page_13">13</a>, <a href="#Page_30">30</a>, <a href="#Page_35">35</a>, <a href="#Page_36">36</a>, <a href="#Page_39">39</a>, <a href="#Page_41">41</a>, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_60">60</a>, <a href="#Page_86">86</a>, <a href="#Page_89">89</a>, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>, <a href="#Page_117">117</a>, <a href="#Page_127">127</a>, <a href="#Page_133">133</a>, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_188">188</a>, <a href="#Page_207">207</a>, <a href="#Page_227">227</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>, <a href="#Page_292">292</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_165">165</a>, <a href="#Page_225">225</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Forster, Mrs., letter to, <a href="#Page_273">273</a><br /> +<br /> +Fox, Mr. W. J., letter to, <a href="#Page_84">84</a><br /> +<br /> +Frith, R.A., Mr. W. P., letter to, <a href="#Page_188">188</a><br /> +<br /> +Funeral, the comic side of a, <a href="#Page_48">48</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Gad's Hill, descriptions of, <a href="#Page_252">252</a>, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's writing-room at, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Longfellow's visit to, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>;</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_304" id="Page_304">[304]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Page_276">276</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Gallenga, Monsieur, <a href="#Page_192">192</a><br /> +<br /> +"Gamp, Mrs.," <a href="#Page_56">56</a><br /> +<br /> +Gaskell, Mrs., <a href="#Page_271">271</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_159">159</a></span><br /> +<br /> +General Theatrical Fund, the, <a href="#Page_88">88</a>, <a href="#Page_102">102</a>, <a href="#Page_296">296</a><br /> +<br /> +Gibson, Mrs. Milner, letter to, <a href="#Page_205">205</a><br /> +<br /> +"Girlhood of Shakespeare's heroines, The," <a href="#Page_124">124</a><br /> +<br /> +Gladstone, Mr., <a href="#Page_258">258</a>, <a href="#Page_294">294</a><br /> +<br /> +Glasgow, <a href="#Page_270">270</a><br /> +<br /> +Gordon, Mrs., <a href="#Page_87">87</a><br /> +<br /> +"Great Expectations," <a href="#Page_198">198</a><br /> +<br /> +Greenwich, Dinner to Dickens at, <a href="#Page_33">33</a><br /> +<br /> +Grew, Mr. Frederick, letter to, <a href="#Page_158">158</a><br /> +<br /> +Grisi, Madame, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +Guide Books, <a href="#Page_140">140</a><br /> +<br /> +Guild of Literature and Art, the, <a href="#Page_120">120</a>, <a href="#Page_180">180</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">theatricals in aid of, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>-<a href="#Page_128">128</a>, <a href="#Page_133">133</a>-<a href="#Page_135">135</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Hardisty, Mr., <a href="#Page_111">111</a><br /> +<br /> +Harley, Mr. J. P., <a href="#Page_3">3</a>, <a href="#Page_4">4</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_13">13</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Harness, Rev. W., <a href="#Page_269">269</a>, <a href="#Page_291">291</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_159">159</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Harrison, Mr. James Bower, letters to, <a href="#Page_132">132</a>, <a href="#Page_136">136</a><br /> +<br /> +Hat, a Leghorn, <a href="#Page_157">157</a><br /> +<br /> +Hazlett, Mr. William, <a href="#Page_259">259</a><br /> +<br /> +Higgins, Mr., <a href="#Page_165">165</a>, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Hillard, Mr., <a href="#Page_42">42</a><br /> +<br /> +Hills, Mr., <a href="#Page_274">274</a><br /> +<br /> +Hodgson, Dr., <a href="#Page_97">97</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_93">93</a>, <a href="#Page_95">95</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Hogarth, Mr., <a href="#Page_2">2</a><br /> +<br /> +Hogarth, George, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_5">5</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Hogarth, Georgina, <a href="#Page_51">51</a>, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_196">196</a>, <a href="#Page_210">210</a>, <a href="#Page_215">215</a>, <a href="#Page_219">219</a>, <a href="#Page_221">221</a>, <a href="#Page_228">228</a>, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>, <a href="#Page_258">258</a><br /> +<br /> +Hogarth, Mary, <a href="#Page_6">6</a>-<a href="#Page_9">9</a>, <a href="#Page_11">11</a>, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>, <a href="#Page_50">50</a><br /> +<br /> +Hogarth, Mrs., letters to, <a href="#Page_6">6</a>, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>, <a href="#Page_50">50</a><br /> +<br /> +Holland House, <a href="#Page_178">178</a><br /> +<br /> +Home, thoughts of, <a href="#Page_29">29</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">a welcome to, <a href="#Page_255">255</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Hood, Mr. Tom, letter to, <a href="#Page_43">43</a><br /> +<br /> +House of Commons, the, Dickens's opinion of, <a href="#Page_181">181</a>, <a href="#Page_194">194</a><br /> +<br /> +Howe, Dr., <a href="#Page_33">33</a>, <a href="#Page_37">37</a><br /> +<br /> +Hugo, Victor, Dickens's opinion of, <a href="#Page_91">91</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Page_283">283</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Hullah, Mr. John, letters to, <a href="#Page_1">1</a>-<a href="#Page_3">3</a><br /> +<br /> +Hunt, Mr. Leigh, <a href="#Page_13">13</a>, <a href="#Page_95">95</a>, <a href="#Page_97">97</a>-<a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_259">259</a><br /> +<br /> +Hyde Park, closing of, by the Government in 1869, <a href="#Page_289">289</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Ireland, Mr. Alexander; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a><br /> +<br /> +Ireland, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_279">279</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">in 1869, <a href="#Page_288">288</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">land tenure in, <a href="#Page_289">289</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Irish Church, the, the Disestablishment of, <a href="#Page_279">279</a><br /> +<br /> +Irving, Mr. Washington, <a href="#Page_47">47</a>, <a href="#Page_247">247</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_21">21</a>, <a href="#Page_27">27</a>, <a href="#Page_178">178</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Italian patriots, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_191">191</a><br /> +<br /> +Italy, visions of holiday life in, <a href="#Page_66">66</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">proposed visit to, <a href="#Page_66">66</a>, <a href="#Page_68">68</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens in, <a href="#Page_70">70</a>-<a href="#Page_78">78</a>, <a href="#Page_145">145</a>-<a href="#Page_158">158</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the Peschiere Palace at Genoa in, <a href="#Page_153">153</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">a bath at Naples in, <a href="#Page_155">155</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Jerrold, Mr. Douglas, <a href="#Page_98">98</a>, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_118">118</a><br /> +<br /> +"John Acland," by the Hon. Robert Lytton, <a href="#Page_284">284</a>, <a href="#Page_286">286</a><br /> +<br /> +Jolly, Miss Emily, letters to, <a href="#Page_173">173</a>, <a href="#Page_175">175</a>, <a href="#Page_181">181</a>, <a href="#Page_183">183</a>, <a href="#Page_283">283</a><br /> +<br /> +Jones, Mr. Ebenezer, letter to, <a href="#Page_68">68</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Keeley, Mr. and Mrs., <a href="#Page_87">87</a><br /> +<br /> +Kenny, Mr. J., letter to, <a href="#Page_177">177</a><br /> +<br /> +Kent, Mr. C., <a href="#Page_260">260</a><br /> +<br /> +Kent, Dickens's affection for, <a href="#Page_15">15</a><br /> +<br /> +"Kentish Coronal, The," <a href="#Page_15">15</a><br /> +<br /> +King, Mr. Joseph C., letter to, <a href="#Page_109">109</a><br /> +<br /> +King, Miss, letters to, <a href="#Page_162">162</a>, <a href="#Page_164">164</a><br /> +<br /> +"King Arthur," Dickens's opinion of Lord Lytton's poem of, <a href="#Page_107">107</a><br /> +<br /> +King David, a profane, <a href="#Page_73">73</a><br /> +<br /> +Knowles, Mr. James Sheridan, <a href="#Page_104">104</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_92">92</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +"Lady of Lyons, The," Dickens on the proposed opera of, <a href="#Page_211">211</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fechter in, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>, <a href="#Page_240">240</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Landor, Mr. Walter, <a href="#Page_77">77</a><br /> +<br /> +Langley, Mr., <a href="#Page_97">97</a><br /> +<br /> +Lanman, Mr. Charles, letter to, <a href="#Page_247">247</a><br /> +<br /> +Lausanne, friends in, <a href="#Page_143">143</a><br /> +<br /> +Layard, Mr. Austen Henry, <a href="#Page_169">169</a>, <a href="#Page_289">289</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Layard, Mrs., <a href="#Page_274">274</a><br /> +<br /> +Leech, Mr. John, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_118">118</a><br /> +<br /> +Lehmann, Mr. Frederic, <a href="#Page_199">199</a>, <a href="#Page_223">223</a><br /> +<br /> +Lemon, Mr. Mark, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>, <a href="#Page_119">119</a>, <a href="#Page_122">122</a>, <a href="#Page_123">123</a><br /> +<br /> +Lemon, Mrs., <a href="#Page_114">114</a><br /> +<br /> +Leslie, R.A., Mr., <a href="#Page_176">176</a>, <a href="#Page_178">178</a><br /> +<br /> +<a name="Letters" id="Letters"></a><span class="smcap">Letters of Charles Dickens to</span>:<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Adams, Mr. H. G., <a href="#Page_15">15</a>, <a href="#Page_208">208</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Anonymous, <a href="#Page_229">229</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Austin, Mr. Henry, <a href="#Page_130">130</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Austin, Mrs., <a href="#Page_214">214</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Babbage, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_69">69</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Baylis, Mr., <a href="#Page_212">212</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Blessington, the Countess of, <a href="#Page_17">17</a>, <a href="#Page_65">65</a>, <a href="#Page_70">70</a>, <a href="#Page_74">74</a>, <a href="#Page_75">75</a>, <a href="#Page_89">89</a></span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_305" id="Page_305">[305]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bowring, Sir John, <a href="#Page_193">193</a>, <a href="#Page_295">295</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Boyle, Miss Mary, <a href="#Page_220">220</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Browning, Mr. Robert, <a href="#Page_227">227</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Buckstone, Mr., <a href="#Page_296">296</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Bulwer, Sir Edward Lytton, <a href="#Page_62">62</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">and see <a href="#Lytton_sir">Lytton, Sir Edward Bulwer</a>, and <a href="#Lytton_lord">Lytton, Lord</a>Lytton, Lord</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Chapman, Mr. Edward, <a href="#Page_14">14</a>, <a href="#Page_91">91</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Chapman, Mr. Frederic, <a href="#Page_294">294</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Chappell, Mr. Tom, <a href="#Page_279">279</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Chorley, Mr. Henry F., <a href="#Page_190">190</a>, <a href="#Page_213">213</a>, <a href="#Page_216">216</a>, <a href="#Page_222">222</a>, <a href="#Page_231">231</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Clark, Mr. L. Gaylord, <a href="#Page_19">19</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Clarke, Mrs. Cowden, <a href="#Page_103">103</a>, <a href="#Page_106">106</a>, <a href="#Page_108">108</a>, <a href="#Page_123">123</a>, <a href="#Page_136">136</a>, <a href="#Page_188">188</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Collins, Mr. Wilkie, <a href="#Page_171">171</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens, Alfred, <a href="#Page_299">299</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens, Mrs. Charles, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>, <a href="#Page_145">145</a>, <a href="#Page_149">149</a>, <a href="#Page_153">153</a>, <a href="#Page_154">154</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Eden, the Hon. Miss, <a href="#Page_128">128</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fechter, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_254">254</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Felton, Professor, <a href="#Page_24">24</a>, <a href="#Page_28">28</a>, <a href="#Page_32">32</a>, <a href="#Page_35">35</a>, <a href="#Page_38">38</a>, <a href="#Page_46">46</a>, <a href="#Page_52">52</a>, <a href="#Page_59">59</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fields, Mr. James T., <a href="#Page_232">232</a>, <a href="#Page_236">236</a>, <a href="#Page_249">249</a>, <a href="#Page_252">252</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>, <a href="#Page_268">268</a>, <a href="#Page_270">270</a>, <a href="#Page_290">290</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fields, Mrs. James T., <a href="#Page_255">255</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Forster, Mr. John, <a href="#Page_165">165</a>, <a href="#Page_225">225</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Forster, Mrs. John, <a href="#Page_273">273</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Fox, Mr. W. J., <a href="#Page_84">84</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Frith, R.A., Mr. W. P., <a href="#Page_188">188</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gaskell, Mrs., <a href="#Page_159">159</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Gibson, Mrs. Milner, <a href="#Page_205">205</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Grew, Mr. Frederick, <a href="#Page_158">158</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Harley, Mr. J. P., <a href="#Page_13">13</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Harness, Rev. W., <a href="#Page_159">159</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Harrison, Mr. James Bower, <a href="#Page_132">132</a>, <a href="#Page_136">136</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hodgson, Dr., <a href="#Page_93">93</a>, <a href="#Page_95">95</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hogarth, Mr. George, <a href="#Page_5">5</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hogarth, Mrs., <a href="#Page_6">6</a>, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>, <a href="#Page_50">50</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hood, Mr. Tom, <a href="#Page_43">43</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Hullah, Mr. John, <a href="#Page_1">1</a>-<a href="#Page_3">3</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ireland, Mr. Alexander, <a href="#Page_97">97</a>-<a href="#Page_99">99</a>, <a href="#Page_104">104</a>, <a href="#Page_112">112</a>, <a href="#Page_259">259</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Irving, Mr. Washington, <a href="#Page_21">21</a>, <a href="#Page_27">27</a>, <a href="#Page_178">178</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Jolly, Miss Emily, <a href="#Page_173">173</a>, <a href="#Page_175">175</a>, <a href="#Page_181">181</a>, <a href="#Page_183">183</a>, <a href="#Page_283">283</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Jones, Mr. Ebenezer, <a href="#Page_68">68</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Kenny, Mr. J., and Ross, Mr. T., <a href="#Page_177">177</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">King, Mr. Joseph C., <a href="#Page_109">109</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">King, Miss, <a href="#Page_162">162</a>, <a href="#Page_164">164</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Knowles, Mr. James Sheridan, <a href="#Page_92">92</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lanman, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_247">247</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Layard, Mr. Austen Henry, <a href="#Page_132">132</a>, <a href="#Page_194">194</a>, <a href="#Page_274">274</a>, <a href="#Page_290">290</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lytton, Hon. Robert, <a href="#Page_230">230</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a>, <a href="#Page_286">286</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lytton, Lord, <a href="#Page_228">228</a>, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>, <a href="#Page_240">240</a>, <a href="#Page_241">241</a>, <a href="#Page_293">293</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">see also <a href="#Bulwer">Bulwer, Sir Edward Lytton</a>, and <a href="#Lytton_sir">Lytton, Sir Edward Bulwer</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Lytton, Sir Edward Bulwer, <a href="#Page_88">88</a>, <a href="#Page_102">102</a>, <a href="#Page_107">107</a>, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>, <a href="#Page_116">116</a>, <a href="#Page_117">117</a>, <a href="#Page_121">121</a>, <a href="#Page_122">122</a>, <a href="#Page_125">125</a>, <a href="#Page_133">133</a>, <a href="#Page_180">180</a>, <a href="#Page_198">198</a>-<a href="#Page_200">200</a>, <a href="#Page_204">204</a>, <a href="#Page_207">207</a>, <a href="#Page_209">209</a>-<a href="#Page_211">211</a>, <a href="#Page_220">220</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">see also <a href="#Bulwer">Bulwer, Sir Edward Lytton</a>, and <a href="#Lytton_lord">Lytton, Lord</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mackay, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_295">295</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Malleson, Mrs., <a href="#Page_197">197</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Millais, R.A., Mr. J. E., <a href="#Page_263">263</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Mitton, Mr., <a href="#Page_125">125</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Morgan, Captain, <a href="#Page_176">176</a>, <a href="#Page_195">195</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Napier, Mr. Macvey, <a href="#Page_43">43</a>, <a href="#Page_57">57</a>, <a href="#Page_78">78</a>, <a href="#Page_83">83</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Olliffe, Lady, <a href="#Page_205">205</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Olliffe, Miss, <a href="#Page_275">275</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Pease, Mrs., <a href="#Page_248">248</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Phillips, Mr. Henry W., <a href="#Page_231">231</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Procter, Mr. B. W., <a href="#Page_208">208</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Procter, Mrs., <a href="#Page_223">223</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Robinson, Rev. Thomas, <a href="#Page_16">16</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Ross, Mr. R. M., <a href="#Page_226">226</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Rusden, Mr., <a href="#Page_228">228</a>, <a href="#Page_265">265</a>, <a href="#Page_278">278</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a>, <a href="#Page_287">287</a>, <a href="#Page_289">289</a>, <a href="#Page_297">297</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Rye, Mr. W. B., <a href="#Page_224">224</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sammins, Mr. W. L., <a href="#Page_12">12</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Serle, Mr., <a href="#Page_263">263</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Smith, Mr. Albert, <a href="#Page_186">186</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Smith, Mr. Arthur, <a href="#Page_187">187</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Smith, Mr. H. P., <a href="#Page_82">82</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Stone, Mr. Frank, <a href="#Page_129">129</a>, <a href="#Page_179">179</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Sturgis, Mr. Russell, <a href="#Page_267">267</a>, <a href="#Page_272">272</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thackeray, Mr. W. M., <a href="#Page_165">165</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thompson, Mr., <a href="#Page_16">16</a>, <a href="#Page_64">64</a>, <a href="#Page_66">66</a>, <a href="#Page_67">67</a>, <a href="#Page_81">81</a>, <a href="#Page_85">85</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Thornbury, Mr. Walter, <a href="#Page_239">239</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">White, Rev. James, <a href="#Page_141">141</a>, <a href="#Page_160">160</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Wills, Mr. W. H., <a href="#Page_137">137</a>, <a href="#Page_140">140</a>, <a href="#Page_161">161</a>, <a href="#Page_218">218</a>, <a href="#Page_219">219</a></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Winter, Mrs., <a href="#Page_167">167</a>, <a href="#Page_170">170</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Lewes, Mr., <a href="#Page_101">101</a><br /> +<br /> +"Lighthouse, The," production of, at the Olympic, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +"Lirriper, Mrs.," <a href="#Page_218">218</a><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_306" id="Page_306">[306]</a></span><br /> +Liverpool, meeting of the Mechanics' Institute at, <a href="#Page_64">64</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">theatricals at, <a href="#Page_96">96</a>, <a href="#Page_98">98</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<i>London</i>, the, wreck of, <a href="#Page_225">225</a><br /> +<br /> +Longfellow, Mr., <a href="#Page_33">33</a>, <a href="#Page_39">39</a>, <a href="#Page_42">42</a>, <a href="#Page_62">62</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>, <a href="#Page_261">261</a><br /> +<br /> +Longman, Mr., <a href="#Page_293">293</a><br /> +<br /> +Lumley, Mr., <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +<a name="Lytton_sir" id="Lytton_sir"></a>Lytton, Sir Edward Bulwer; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">see also <a href="#Bulwer">Bulwer, Sir Edward Lytton</a>, and <a href="#Lytton_lord">Lytton, Lord</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<a name="Lytton_lord" id="Lytton_lord"></a>Lytton, Lord; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a><br /> +<br /> +Lytton, Hon. Robert, letters to, <a href="#Page_230">230</a>, <a href="#Page_284">284</a>, <a href="#Page_286">286</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Mackay, Mr. Charles, letter to, <a href="#Page_295">295</a><br /> +<br /> +Maclise, R.A., Mr. Daniel, <a href="#Page_30">30</a>, <a href="#Page_36">36</a>, <a href="#Page_39">39</a>, <a href="#Page_42">42</a>, <a href="#Page_47">47</a>, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_55">55</a>, <a href="#Page_77">77</a>, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +Macready, Mr. W., <a href="#Page_25">25</a>, <a href="#Page_30">30</a>, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_60">60</a>, <a href="#Page_62">62</a>, <a href="#Page_88">88</a>, <a href="#Page_90">90</a>, <a href="#Page_119">119</a>, <a href="#Page_153">153</a>, <a href="#Page_234">234</a><br /> +<br /> +Macready, Miss, <a href="#Page_153">153</a><br /> +<br /> +Malleson, Mrs., letter to, <a href="#Page_197">197</a><br /> +<br /> +"Man about Town, The," <a href="#Page_45">45</a><br /> +<br /> +Manchester, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_61">61</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">theatricals at, <a href="#Page_96">96</a>, <a href="#Page_98">98</a>, <a href="#Page_105">105</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Manin, M., <a href="#Page_192">192</a><br /> +<br /> +Mario, Signor, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +Martin, Captain, <a href="#Page_225">225</a><br /> +<br /> +"Martin Chuzzlewit," <a href="#Page_39">39</a>, <a href="#Page_46">46</a>, <a href="#Page_52">52</a>, <a href="#Page_66">66</a><br /> +<br /> +Mazzini, M., <a href="#Page_192">192</a><br /> +<br /> +"Medical Aspects of Death, The," <a href="#Page_132">132</a><br /> +<br /> +"Message from the Sea, A," <a href="#Page_196">196</a><br /> +<br /> +Meyerbeer, M., <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +Millais, R.A., Mr. J. E., <a href="#Page_292">292</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_263">263</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Mistake, a common, among would-be authors, <a href="#Page_229">229</a><br /> +<br /> +Mitton, Mr., <a href="#Page_9">9</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_125">125</a></span><br /> +<br /> +"Modern Greek Songs," <a href="#Page_159">159</a><br /> +<br /> +Molesworth, Lady, <a href="#Page_216">216</a><br /> +<br /> +"Money," Dickens on Lord Lytton's play of, <a href="#Page_117">117</a><br /> +<br /> +Montague, Miss Emmeline, <a href="#Page_124">124</a><br /> +<br /> +Morgan, Captain, letters to, <a href="#Page_176">176</a>, <a href="#Page_195">195</a><br /> +<br /> +Morley, Mr., <a href="#Page_165">165</a>, <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +Morpeth, Lord, <a href="#Page_57">57</a><br /> +<br /> +"Mrs. Tillotson," by Percy Fitzgerald, <a href="#Page_228">228</a><br /> +<br /> +"Much Ado about Nothing," a captain's views on, <a href="#Page_47">47</a><br /> +<br /> +Murray, Mr. Leigh, <a href="#Page_87">87</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Napier, Mr. Macvey, letters to, <a href="#Page_43">43</a>, <a href="#Page_67">67</a>, <a href="#Page_78">78</a>, <a href="#Page_83">83</a><br /> +<br /> +Naples, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_76">76</a><br /> +<br /> +Napoleon the Third, Dickens prophesies the overthrow of, <a href="#Page_298">298</a><br /> +<br /> +"National Music," Mr. Chorley's lecture on, <a href="#Page_213">213</a><br /> +<br /> +Nature, Topping, the groom, on, <a href="#Page_36">36</a><br /> +<br /> +Niagara, the falls of, <a href="#Page_76">76</a><br /> +<br /> +Nicknames, of Professor Felton, <a href="#Page_32">32</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens's, of himself, <a href="#Page_62">62</a>, <a href="#Page_64">64</a>, <a href="#Page_107">107</a>, <a href="#Page_124">124</a>, <a href="#Page_143">143</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">of his son Edward, <a href="#Page_158">158</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Normanby, Lord, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +"No Thoroughfare," the play of, <a href="#Page_244">244</a>, <a href="#Page_253">253</a>, <a href="#Page_254">254</a>, <a href="#Page_257">257</a><br /> +<br /> +"<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'Not so Bad as we Seem'">Not So Bad As We Seem</ins>," Dickens's opinion of Lord Lytton's comedy of, <a href="#Page_117">117</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens plays in, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>, <a href="#Page_124">124</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Novello, Mr. Alfred, <a href="#Page_264">264</a><br /> +<br /> +Novello, Miss Sabilla, <a href="#Page_264">264</a><br /> +<br /> +Novel-writing, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_185">185</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +"Old Curiosity Shop, The," feeling for, in America, <a href="#Page_19">19</a><br /> +<br /> +"Oliver Twist," <a href="#Page_16">16</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the reading of the murder from, <a href="#Page_268">268</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">effect of the murder reading, <a href="#Page_278">278</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Olliffe, Sir J., <a href="#Page_186">186</a>, <a href="#Page_187">187</a><br /> +<br /> +Olliffe, Lady, <a href="#Page_187">187</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_205">205</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Olliffe, Miss, letter to, <a href="#Page_275">275</a><br /> +<br /> +Osgood, Mr., <a href="#Page_234">234</a><br /> +<br /> +"Our London Correspondent," Dickens on, <a href="#Page_112">112</a><br /> +<br /> +"Our Mutual Friend," <a href="#Page_218">218</a>, <a href="#Page_221">221</a><br /> +<br /> +Oyster cellars out of season, <a href="#Page_31">31</a><br /> +<br /> +Oysters, <a href="#Page_26">26</a>, <a href="#Page_35">35</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Paris, Dickens in, <a href="#Page_85">85</a>, <a href="#Page_89">89</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the drama in, <a href="#Page_90">90</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Pease, Mrs., letter to, <a href="#Page_248">248</a><br /> +<br /> +Phillips, Mr. Henry W., letter to, <a href="#Page_231">231</a><br /> +<br /> +Pickthorn, Dr., <a href="#Page_10">10</a><br /> +<br /> +Picnic, a, in Kent, <a href="#Page_260">260</a><br /> +<br /> +Political Life, Dickens's opinion of, <a href="#Page_222">222</a><br /> +<br /> +Political meetings, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_287">287</a><br /> +<br /> +Poole, Mr., <a href="#Page_85">85</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a><br /> +<br /> +Portrait of Dickens, by Frith, <a href="#Page_188">188</a><br /> +<br /> +Power, Miss, <a href="#Page_66">66</a>, <a href="#Page_74">74</a>, <a href="#Page_91">91</a><br /> +<br /> +Prescott, Dickens's admiration for, <a href="#Page_61">61</a><br /> +<br /> +Prince Consort, the, <a href="#Page_123">123</a><br /> +<br /> +Prince of Wales, the, <a href="#Page_296">296</a><br /> +<br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_307" id="Page_307">[307]</a></span>Prisons, Dickens on discipline in, <a href="#Page_138">138</a><br /> +<br /> +Pritchard the poisoner, <a href="#Page_221">221</a><br /> +<br /> +Procter, Mr. B. W., <a href="#Page_253">253</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_208">208</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Procter, Mrs., <a href="#Page_179">179</a>, <a href="#Page_223">223</a>, <a href="#Page_260">260</a><br /> +<br /> +Procter, Miss Adelaide, <a href="#Page_223">223</a><br /> +<br /> +Puffery, Dickens's hatred of, <a href="#Page_140">140</a><br /> +<br /> +Punishment of death, Dickens on the, <a href="#Page_78">78</a><br /> +<br /> +Purse, a theatrical, <a href="#Page_73">73</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Queen, the, Maclise and, <a href="#Page_55">55</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">her reception of Longfellow, <a href="#Page_261">261</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Page_119">119</a>, <a href="#Page_121">121</a>, <a href="#Page_123">123</a>, <a href="#Page_299">299</a></span><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Rainforth, Miss, <a href="#Page_4">4</a><br /> +<br /> +Reade, Mr. Charles, <a href="#Page_233">233</a><br /> +<br /> +Readings, Dickens's public, <a href="#Page_208">208</a>, <a href="#Page_227">227</a>, <a href="#Page_230">230</a>, <a href="#Page_231">231</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the object of the, <a href="#Page_230">230</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the proposed series of, in America, <a href="#Page_234">234</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the labour of the, <a href="#Page_238">238</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">farewell series of, <a href="#Page_256">256</a>, <a href="#Page_278">278</a>, <a href="#Page_281">281</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">the trial reading of the murder, <a href="#Page_268">268</a>, <a href="#Page_276">276</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">effect of the reading of the murder on the audience, <a href="#Page_278">278</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Red tape, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_176">176</a><br /> +<br /> +Reform Bill, Dickens on the, <a href="#Page_266">266</a><br /> +<br /> +Reform meeting at Drury-lane Theatre, <a href="#Page_165">165</a><br /> +<br /> +Religion, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_17">17</a><br /> +<br /> +<i>Review</i>, <i>The North American</i>, <a href="#Page_46">46</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><i>The Edinburgh</i>, <a href="#Page_43">43</a>, <a href="#Page_46">46</a>, <a href="#Page_57">57</a>, <a href="#Page_58">58</a>, <a href="#Page_78">78</a>, <a href="#Page_83">83</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Robinson, Mr., <a href="#Page_98">98</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_105">105</a><br /> +<br /> +Robinson, Rev. Thomas, letter to, <a href="#Page_16">16</a><br /> +<br /> +Robson, Mr. F., <a href="#Page_153">153</a>, <a href="#Page_172">172</a><br /> +<br /> +"<ins title="Transcriber's Note: original reads 'Rocabella'">Roccabella</ins>," Dickens's opinion of Mr. Chorley's story of, <a href="#Page_190">190</a><br /> +<br /> +Roche, the courier, <a href="#Page_146">146</a><br /> +<br /> +Rogers, Mr. Samuel, <a href="#Page_178">178</a><br /> +<br /> +Rome, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_76">76</a><br /> +<br /> +Ross, Mr. John, <a href="#Page_9">9</a><br /> +<br /> +Ross, Mr. R. M., letter to, <a href="#Page_226">226</a><br /> +<br /> +Ross, Mr. T., letter to, <a href="#Page_177">177</a><br /> +<br /> +Royal Exchange, the, fire at, <a href="#Page_10">10</a><br /> +<br /> +Rusden, Mr.; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a><br /> +<br /> +Russell, Mr. George, <a href="#Page_218">218</a><br /> +<br /> +Russell, Lord John, <a href="#Page_172">172</a>, <a href="#Page_288">288</a><br /> +<br /> +<i>Russia</i>, s.s., the, <a href="#Page_249">249</a>, <a href="#Page_276">276</a><br /> +<br /> +Rye, Mr. W. B., letter to, <a href="#Page_224">224</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Sammins, Mr. W. L., letter to, <a href="#Page_12">12</a><br /> +<br /> +Sartoris, Mr. and Mrs., <a href="#Page_157">157</a><br /> +<br /> +<i>Satirist, The</i>, <a href="#Page_45">45</a><br /> +<br /> +Sausage, a questionable, <a href="#Page_131">131</a><br /> +<br /> +Scheffer, Ary, <a href="#Page_192">192</a><br /> +<br /> +Schools, Dickens on ragged, <a href="#Page_58">58</a><br /> +<br /> +Scotland, Dickens's love for the people of, <a href="#Page_295">295</a><br /> +<br /> +Scott, Sir Walter, extracts from the diary of, <a href="#Page_11">11</a>, <a href="#Page_56">56</a><br /> +<br /> +Serle, Mr., letter to, <a href="#Page_263">263</a><br /> +<br /> +Shakespeare, curatorship of house of, <a href="#Page_104">104</a><br /> +<br /> +Sheridan, <a href="#Page_86">86</a><br /> +<br /> +"Sketches of Young Gentlemen," by Dickens, <a href="#Page_9">9</a><br /> +<br /> +Slave-owners, Dickens on, <a href="#Page_38">38</a><br /> +<br /> +Smith, Mr. Albert, letter to, <a href="#Page_186">186</a><br /> +<br /> +Smith, Mr. Arthur, <a href="#Page_186">186</a>, <a href="#Page_208">208</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letter to, <a href="#Page_187">187</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Smith, Mr. H. P., letter to, <a href="#Page_82">82</a><br /> +<br /> +Speaking, Dickens on public, <a href="#Page_214">214</a><br /> +<br /> +Stage-manager, Dickens as a, <a href="#Page_29">29</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_127">127</a><br /> +<br /> +Stanfield, Mr. Clarkson, <a href="#Page_39">39</a>, <a href="#Page_41">41</a>, <a href="#Page_54">54</a>, <a href="#Page_86">86</a>, <a href="#Page_232">232</a><br /> +<br /> +Stansbury, Mr., <a href="#Page_4">4</a><br /> +<br /> +Staplehurst, the railway accident at, <a href="#Page_264">264</a><br /> +<br /> +Stone, Mr. Frank, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_117">117</a>, <a href="#Page_127">127</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">letters to, <a href="#Page_129">129</a>, <a href="#Page_179">179</a></span><br /> +<br /> +"Strange Story, A," Dickens's criticism on, <a href="#Page_198">198</a>, <a href="#Page_204">204</a>, <a href="#Page_207">207</a>, <a href="#Page_210">210</a><br /> +<br /> +"Studies of Sensation and Event," <a href="#Page_69">69</a><br /> +<br /> +Sturgis, Mr. Russell, letters to, <a href="#Page_267">267</a>, <a href="#Page_272">272</a><br /> +<br /> +Sumner, Mr., <a href="#Page_42">42</a>, <a href="#Page_62">62</a><br /> +<br /> +Sunday bands, <a href="#Page_177">177</a><br /> +<br /> +"Sunday under Three Heads," by Charles Dickens, <a href="#Page_9">9</a><br /> +<br /> +Switzerland, expedition to, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>-<a href="#Page_145">145</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">ascent of the Mer de Glace, <a href="#Page_142">142</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">a hot bath in, <a href="#Page_144">144</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">passage of the Simplon, <a href="#Page_146">146</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">travellers in, <a href="#Page_147">147</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">carriages in, <a href="#Page_147">147</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Sympathy, letters of, <a href="#Page_19">19</a>, <a href="#Page_20">20</a>, <a href="#Page_170">170</a>, <a href="#Page_275">275</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Tavistock House, <a href="#Page_130">130</a><br /> +<br /> +Temple, the, Dickens becomes a student at, <a href="#Page_14">14</a><br /> +<br /> +Tennent, Sir Emerson, <a href="#Page_154">154</a>, <a href="#Page_273">273</a>, <a href="#Page_274">274</a><br /> +<br /> +Tennent, Lady, <a href="#Page_154">154</a><br /> +<br /> +Thackeray, Mr. W. M., letter to, <a href="#Page_165">165</a><br /> +<br /> +Theatricals, in America, <a href="#Page_28">28</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Dickens as a stage-manager, <a href="#Page_29">29</a>;</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_308" id="Page_308">[308]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">for the benefit of Leigh Hunt, <a href="#Page_95">95</a>, <a href="#Page_97">97</a>, <a href="#Page_98">98</a>, <a href="#Page_100">100</a>, <a href="#Page_101">101</a>, <a href="#Page_103">103</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">for the endowment of a curatorship of Shakespeare's house, <a href="#Page_104">104</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">reminiscences of, <a href="#Page_106">106</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Knebworth, <a href="#Page_113">113</a>, <a href="#Page_114">114</a>, <a href="#Page_116">116</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">for the Guild of Literature, <a href="#Page_118">118</a>-<a href="#Page_128">128</a>, <a href="#Page_133">133</a>-<a href="#Page_135">135</a>;</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">at Tavistock House, <a href="#Page_179">179</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Thompson, Mr.; see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a><br /> +<br /> +Thompson, Mrs., <a href="#Page_82">82</a><br /> +<br /> +Thompson, Miss Elizabeth, <a href="#Page_85">85</a><br /> +<br /> +Thornbury, Mr. Walter, letter to, <a href="#Page_239">239</a><br /> +<br /> +Topham, Mr., <a href="#Page_123">123</a><br /> +<br /> +Topping, the groom, on nature, <a href="#Page_36">36</a><br /> +<br /> +Townshend, Mr., <a href="#Page_161">161</a><br /> +<br /> +Tracey, Lieutenant, <a href="#Page_77">77</a><br /> +<br /> +Travers, Mr., <a href="#Page_166">166</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +"Uncommercial Traveller, The," <a href="#Page_270">270</a>, <a href="#Page_276">276</a><br /> +<br /> +"United Vagabonds, The," <a href="#Page_34">34</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Venice, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_72">72</a><br /> +<br /> +Verona, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_71">71</a><br /> +<br /> +Vesuvius, Dickens's ascent of, <a href="#Page_76">76</a><br /> +<br /> +"Village Coquettes," Braham's opinion of Dickens's opera of, <a href="#Page_2">2</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">Harley's opinion of, <a href="#Page_3">3</a></span><br /> +<br /> +"Visits to Rochester," <a href="#Page_224">224</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Waistcoats, Dickens's fondness for bright, <a href="#Page_150">150</a><br /> +<br /> +Waterfall, a, as a stage effect, <a href="#Page_254">254</a>, <a href="#Page_258">258</a><br /> +<br /> +Watson, Dr., <a href="#Page_280">280</a><br /> +<br /> +White, Rev. James, letters to, <a href="#Page_141">141</a>, <a href="#Page_160">160</a><br /> +<br /> +White, Mrs., <a href="#Page_142">142</a><br /> +<br /> +"Wilds of America," <a href="#Page_247">247</a><br /> +<br /> +Wills, Mr. W. H., <a href="#Page_159">159</a>, <a href="#Page_175">175</a>, <a href="#Page_180">180</a>, <a href="#Page_253">253</a>, <a href="#Page_261">261</a>, <a href="#Page_271">271</a>, <a href="#Page_283">283</a>;<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">and see <a href="#Letters">Letters</a></span><br /> +<br /> +Wilmot, Mr., <a href="#Page_124">124</a><br /> +<br /> +Wilson, Sir John, <a href="#Page_37">37</a><br /> +<br /> +Winter, Mrs., letters to, <a href="#Page_167">167</a>, <a href="#Page_170">170</a><br /> +<br /> +"Woodland Gossip," Dickens's criticism on, <a href="#Page_220">220</a><br /> +<br /> +Work, Dickens at, <a href="#Page_168">168</a>, <a href="#Page_185">185</a><br /> +<br /> +"Working Man's Life, The," <a href="#Page_99">99</a><br /> +<br /> +<br /> +Young, Mr., <a href="#Page_155">155</a><br /> +</div> + + + + + + + + + + + + + +<div class='center'><br /><br /><small>CHARLES DICKENS AND EVANS, CRYSTAL PALACE PRESS.</small></div> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_1a" id="Page_1a">[1]</a></span></p> + +<div class='date'><i>Henrietta Street, Covent Garden, W.C.</i><br /> + +<span style="margin-right: 7em;">(<i>Late 193, Piccadilly, W.</i>)</span><br /> + +<span style="margin-right: 2em;"><i><span class="smcap">November, 1881.</span></i></span></div> + + + +<h3>CATALOGUE OF BOOKS</h3> + + +<div class='center'>PUBLISHED BY</div> + +<h2>CHAPMAN & HALL, LIMITED,</h2> + + +<div class='center'>INCLUDING</div> + + +<h2>DRAWING EXAMPLES, DIAGRAMS, MODELS,<br /> + +INSTRUMENTS, ETC.</h2> + + +<div class='center'>ISSUED UNDER THE AUTHORITY OF</div> + + +<h2>THE SCIENCE AND ART DEPARTMENT,<br /> + +SOUTH KENSINGTON,</h2> + + +<div class='center'>FOR THE USE OF SCHOOLS AND ART AND SCIENCE CLASSES.</div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_2a" id="Page_2a">[2]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>NEW NOVELS.</h2> + + +<div class='center'>Just ready, in 3 vols.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i><big>THE VICAR'S PEOPLE: A Story of a Stain.</big></i></div> + +<div class='center'> +<span class="smcap">By George Manville Fenn</span>,<br /> +Author of "The Parson o' Dumford."<br /> +</div> + +<div class='center'>—————————</div> + +<div class='center'>Just ready, in 1 vol.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i><big>THE MISSING NOTE.</big></i></div> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">By Mrs. Corbett</span>.</div> + +<div class='center'>—————————</div> + +<div class='center'>In November, in 3 vols.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i><big>THE GREAT TONTINE.</big></i></div> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">By Captain Hawley Smart</span>.</div> + +<div class='center'>—————————</div> + +<div class='center'>In November, in 3 vols.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i>A New Novel by</i> <span class="smcap">Herman Merivale</span>.</div> + +<div class='center'>—————————</div> + +<div class='center'>In the Press, a New Edition, in 1 vol.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i><big>AUNT HEPSY'S FOUNDLING.</big></i></div> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">By Mrs. Leith Adams</span>.</div> + +<div class='center'>In the Press, in 3 vols.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i>A New Novel by the same Author.</i></div> + +<div class='center'>—————————</div> + +<div class='center'>In the Press, in 3 vols.,</div> + +<div class='center'><i>A New Novel by</i> <span class="smcap">Maria M. 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Large crown 8vo, 2s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang1'>MANUAL OF DESIGN, compiled from the Writings and Addresses of <span class="smcap">Richard Redgrave</span>, R.A. By <span class="smcap">Gilbert R. Redgrave</span>. With Woodcuts. Large crown 8vo, 2s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang1'>PERSIAN ART. By <span class="smcap">Major R. Murdock Smith</span>, R.E. Second Edition, with additional Illustrations. Large crown 8vo, 2s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>FREE EVENING LECTURES. Delivered in connection with the Special Loan Collection of Scientific Apparatus, 1876. Large crown 8vo, 8s.</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>CARLYLE'S (THOMAS) WORKS.</h3> + +<div class='center'>CHEAP AND UNIFORM EDITION.</div> + +<div class='center'><i>In 23 vols., Crown 8vo, cloth, £7 5s.</i></div> + +<div class='hang1'>THE FRENCH REVOLUTION: A History. 2 vols., 12s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>OLIVER CROMWELL'S LETTERS AND SPEECHES, with Elucidations, &c. 3 vols., 18s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LIVES OF SCHILLER AND JOHN STERLING. 1 vol., 6s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>CRITICAL AND MISCELLANEOUS ESSAYS. 4 vols., £1 4s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>SARTOR RESARTUS AND LECTURES ON HEROES. 1 vol., 6s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LATTER-DAY PAMPHLETS. 1 vol., 6s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>CHARTISM AND PAST AND PRESENT. 1 vol., 6s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>TRANSLATIONS FROM THE GERMAN OF MUSÆUS, TIECK, AND RICHTER. 1 vol., 6s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>WILHELM MEISTER, by Göthe. A Translation. 2 vols., 12s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>HISTORY OF FRIEDRICH THE SECOND, called Frederick the Great. 7 vols., £2 9s.</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3>LIBRARY EDITION COMPLETE.</h3> + +<div class='center'>Handsomely printed in 34 vols., demy 8vo, cloth, £15.</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + + +<div class='hang1'>SARTOR RESARTUS. The Life and Opinions of Herr Teufelsdröckh. With a Portrait, 7s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang1'><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_19a" id="Page_19a">[19]</a></span>THE FRENCH REVOLUTION. A History. 3 vols., each 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LIFE OF FREDERICK SCHILLER AND EXAMINATION OF HIS WORKS. With Supplement of 1872. Portrait and Plates, 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>CRITICAL AND MISCELLANEOUS ESSAYS. With Portrait. 6 vols., each 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>ON HEROES, HERO WORSHIP, AND THE HEROIC IN HISTORY. 7s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang1'>PAST AND PRESENT. 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>OLIVER CROMWELL'S LETTERS AND SPEECHES. With Portraits. 5 vols., each 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LATTER-DAY PAMPHLETS. 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LIFE OF JOHN STERLING. With Portrait, 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>HISTORY OF FREDERICK THE SECOND. 10 vols., each 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>TRANSLATIONS FROM THE GERMAN. 3 vols., each 9s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>GENERAL INDEX TO THE LIBRARY EDITION. 8vo, cloth, 6s.</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class='hang1'>EARLY KINGS OF NORWAY: also AN ESSAY ON THE PORTRAITS OF JOHN KNOX. Crown 8vo, with Portrait Illustrations, 7s. 6d.</div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<h3><b>PEOPLE'S EDITION.</b></h3> + +<div class='center'><i>In 37 vols., small Crown 8vo. Price 2s. each vol., bound in cloth; or in sets of +37 vols. in 19, cloth gilt, for £3 14s.</i></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="People's Editions"> +<tr><td align='left'>SARTOR RESARTUS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>FRENCH REVOLUTION. 3 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LIFE OF JOHN STERLING.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER CROMWELL'S LETTERS AND SPEECHES. 5 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>ON HEROES AND HERO WORSHIP.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PAST AND PRESENT.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CRITICAL AND MISCELLANEOUS ESSAYS. 7 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LATTER-DAY PAMPHLETS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LIFE OF SCHILLER.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>FREDERICK THE GREAT. 10 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>WILHELM MEISTER. 3 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>TRANSLATIONS FROM MUSÆUS, TIECK, AND RICHTER. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE EARLY KINGS OF NORWAY; Essay on the Portraits of Knox; and General Index.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_20a" id="Page_20a">[20]</a></span></p> + + + +<hr style="width: 65%;" /> +<h2>DICKENS'S (CHARLES) WORKS.</h2> + +<h3>ORIGINAL EDITIONS.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>In Demy 8vo.</i></div> + + +<div class='hang1'>THE MYSTERY OF EDWIN DROOD. With Illustrations by S. L. Fildes, and a Portrait engraved by Baker. Cloth, 7s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang1'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND. With Forty Illustrations by Marcus Stone. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>THE PICKWICK PAPERS. With Forty-three Illustrations by Seymour and Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ." With Forty Illustrations by George Cruikshank. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>DOMBEY AND SON. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>DAVID COPPERFIELD. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>BLEAK HOUSE. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>LITTLE DORRIT. With Forty Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>THE OLD CURIOSITY SHOP. With Seventy-five Illustrations by George Cattermole and H. K. Browne. A New Edition. Uniform with the other volumes, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>BARNABY RUDGE: a Tale of the Riots of 'Eighty. With Seventy-eight Illustrations by George Cattermole and H. K. Browne. Uniform with the other volumes, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS: Containing—The Christmas Carol; The Cricket on the Hearth; The Chimes; The Battle of Life; The Haunted House. With all the original Illustrations. Cloth, 12s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>OLIVER TWIST and TALE OF TWO CITIES. In one volume. Cloth, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>OLIVER TWIST. Separately. With Twenty-four Illustrations by George Cruikshank. Cloth, 11s.</div> +<div class='hang1'>A TALE OF TWO CITIES. Separately. With Sixteen Illustrations by Phiz. Cloth, 9s.</div> + + +<p><sub>*</sub><sup>*</sup><sub>*</sub> <i>The remainder of Dickens's Works were not originally printed in Demy 8vo.</i><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_21a" id="Page_21a">[21]</a></span></p> + + +<h3>LIBRARY EDITION.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>In Post 8vo. With the Original Illustrations, 30 vols., cloth, £12.</i></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="LIBRARY EDITIONS"> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='center'><i>s.</i></td><td align='left'><i>d.</i></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICKWICK PAPERS</td><td align='left'>43</td><td align='left'> Illustrns.,</td><td align='left'>2 vols. </td><td align='left'>16 </td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY</td><td align='left'>39</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT</td><td align='left'>40</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLD CURIOSITY SHOP & REPRINTED PIECES</td><td align='left'>36</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BARNABY RUDGE and HARD TIMES</td><td align='left'>36</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BLEAK HOUSE</td><td align='left'>40</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LITTLE DORRIT</td><td align='left'>40</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DOMBEY AND SON</td><td align='left'>38</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DAVID COPPERFIELD</td><td align='left'>38</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND</td><td align='left'>40</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>2 vols.</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ"</td><td align='left'>39</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER TWIST</td><td align='left'>24</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS</td><td align='left'>17</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A TALE OF TWO CITIES</td><td align='left'>16</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>GREAT EXPECTATIONS</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICTURES FROM ITALY & AMERICAN NOTES</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHILD'S HISTORY OF ENGLAND</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWIN DROOD and MISCELLANIES</td><td align='left'>12</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS STORIES from "Household Words," &c.</td><td align='center'>14</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>1 vol.</td><td align='left'> 8</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='6'>THE LIFE OF CHARLES DICKENS. By <span class="smcap">John Forster</span>. With Illustrations.</td></tr> +</table></div> +<div class='center'>Uniform with this Edition. 1 vol., 10s. 6d.</div> + + +<h3>THE "CHARLES DICKENS" EDITION.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>In Crown 8vo. In 21 vols., cloth, with Illustrations, £3 16s.</i></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="THE CHARLES DICKENS EDITIONS"> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'><i>s.</i></td><td align='left'><i>d.</i></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICKWICK PAPERS</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='left'> Illustrations</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DOMBEY AND SON</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DAVID COPPERFIELD</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BLEAK HOUSE</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LITTLE DORRIT</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BARNABY RUDGE</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLD CURIOSITY SHOP</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A CHILD'S HISTORY OF ENGLAND</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWIN DROOD and OTHER STORIES</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS STORIES, from "Household Words"</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ"</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>AMERICAN NOTES and REPRINTED PIECES</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER TWIST</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>GREAT EXPECTATIONS</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>TALE OF TWO CITIES</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HARD TIMES and PICTURES FROM ITALY</td><td align='left'>8</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER</td><td align='left'>4</td><td align='center'>"</td><td align='left'>3</td><td align='left'>0</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' colspan='5'>THE LIFE OF CHARLES DICKENS. Uniform with this Edition, with Numerous Illustrations. 2 vols.</td></tr> +</table></div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_22a" id="Page_22a">[22]</a></span></p> + + +<h3>THE ILLUSTRATED LIBRARY EDITION.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>Complete in 30 Volumes. Demy 8vo, 10s. each; or set, £15.</i></div> + +<p>This Edition is printed on a finer paper and in a larger type than has been +employed in any previous edition. The type has been cast especially for it, and +the page is of a size to admit of the introduction of all the original illustrations.</p> + + +<p>No such attractive issue has been made of the writings of Mr. Dickens, which, +various as have been the forms of publication adapted to the demands of an ever +widely-increasing popularity, have never yet been worthily presented in a really +handsome library form.</p> + + +<p>The collection comprises all the minor writings it was Mr. Dickens's wish to +preserve.</p> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Illustrated Library Editions"> +<tr><td align='left'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ." With 40 Illustrations by George Cruikshank.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICKWICK PAPERS. 2 vols. With 42 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER TWIST. With 24 Illustrations by Cruikshank.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLD CURIOSITY SHOP and REPRINTED PIECES. 2 vols. With Illustrations by Cattermole, &c.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BARNABY RUDGE and HARD TIMES. 2 vols. With Illustrations by Cattermole, &c.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT. 2 vols. With 4 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>AMERICAN NOTES and PICTURES FROM ITALY. 1 vol. With 8 Illustrations.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DOMBEY AND SON. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DAVID COPPERFIELD. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BLEAK HOUSE. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LITTLE DORRIT. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A TALE OF TWO CITIES. With 16 Illustrations by Phiz.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER. With 8 Illustrations by Marcus Stone.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>GREAT EXPECTATIONS. With 8 Illustrations by Marcus Stone.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND. 2 vols. With 40 Illustrations by Marcus Stone.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS. With 17 Illustrations by Sir Edwin Landseer, R.A. Maclise, R.A., &c. &c.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HISTORY OF ENGLAND. With 8 Illustrations by Marcus Stone.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS STORIES. (From "Household Words" and "All the Year Round.") With 14 Illustrations.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWIN DROOD AND OTHER STORIES. With 12 Illustrations by S. L. Fildes.</td></tr> +</table></div> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_23a" id="Page_23a">[23]</a></span></p> + + +<h3>HOUSEHOLD EDITION.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>Complete in 22 Volumes. Crown 4to, cloth, £4 8s. 6d.</i></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Household editions"> +<tr><td align='left'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT, with 59 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DAVID COPPERFIELD, with 60 Illustrations and a Portrait, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BLEAK HOUSE, with 61 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LITTLE DORRIT, with 58 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICKWICK PAPERS, with 56 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND, with 58 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY, with 59 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DOMBEY AND SON, with 61 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWIN DROOD; REPRINTED PIECES; and other Stories, with 30 Illustrations, cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE LIFE OF DICKENS. By <span class="smcap">John Forster</span>. With 40 Illustrations. Cloth, 5s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BARNABY RUDGE, with 46 Illustrations, cloth, 4s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLD CURIOSITY SHOP, with 32 Illustrations, cloth, 4s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS STORIES, with 23 Illustrations, cloth, 4s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER TWIST, with 28 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>GREAT EXPECTATIONS, with 26 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ," with 36 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER, with 26 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS, with 28 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE HISTORY OF ENGLAND, with 15 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>AMERICAN NOTES and PICTURES FROM ITALY, with 18 Illustrations, cloth, 3s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A TALE OF TWO CITIES, with 25 Illustrations, cloth, 2s. 6d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HARD TIMES, with 20 Illustrations, cloth, 2s. 6d.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<h3>MR. DICKENS'S READINGS.</h3> + +<div class='center'><i>Fcap. 8vo, sewed.</i></div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Dickens' Readings"> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS CAROL IN PROSE. 1s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CRICKET ON THE HEARTH. 1s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHIMES: A GOBLIN STORY. 1s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>STORY OF LITTLE DOMBEY. 1s.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>POOR TRAVELLER, BOOTS AT THE HOLLY-TREE INN, and MRS. GAMP. 1s.</td></tr> +</table></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class='hang1'>A CHRISTMAS CAROL, with the Original Coloured Plates; +being a reprint of the Original Edition. Small 8vo, red cloth, gilt edges, 5s.</div> +<hr style='width: 65%;' /> +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_24a" id="Page_24a">[24]</a></span></p> + + + +<h2>THE POPULAR LIBRARY EDITION</h2> + +<h3>OF THE WORKS OF</h3> + +<h2>CHARLES DICKENS,</h2> + +<div class='center'><i>In 30 Vols., large crown 8vo, price £6; separate Vols. 4s. each.</i></div> + +<p>An Edition printed on good paper, containing Illustrations selected from +the Household Edition, on Plate Paper. Each Volume has about 450 pages +and 16 full-page Illustrations.</p> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Popular library editions of Dickens"> +<tr><td align='left'>SKETCHES BY "BOZ."</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICKWICK. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLIVER TWIST.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>NICHOLAS NICKLEBY. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MARTIN CHUZZLEWIT. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DOMBEY AND SON. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DAVID COPPERFIELD. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS BOOKS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OUR MUTUAL FRIEND. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHRISTMAS STORIES.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BLEAK HOUSE. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LITTLE DORRIT. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>OLD CURIOSITY SHOP AND REPRINTED PIECES. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>BARNABY RUDGE. 2 vols.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>UNCOMMERCIAL TRAVELLER.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>GREAT EXPECTATIONS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>TALE OF TWO CITIES.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>CHILD'S HISTORY OF ENGLAND.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWIN DROOD and MISCELLANIES.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PICTURES FROM ITALY AND AMERICAN NOTES.</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class='center'><i>The Cheapest and Handiest Edition of</i><br /> + +<br />THE WORKS OF CHARLES DICKENS.<br /> + +<br />The Pocket Volume Edition of Charles Dickens's Works.<br /> +<br /> +<i>In 30 Vols., small fcap. 8vo, £2 5s.</i></div> +<hr style='width: 65%;' /><p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_25a" id="Page_25a">[25]</a></span></p> + +<h2><i>List of Books, Drawing Examples, Diagrams, Models,<br /> +Instruments, &c.,</i></h2> + +<h3><span class="smcap">including</span></h3> + +<div class='hang1'>THOSE ISSUED UNDER THE AUTHORITY OF THE SCIENCE +AND ART DEPARTMENT, SOUTH KENSINGTON, FOR THE +USE OF SCHOOLS AND ART AND SCIENCE CLASSES.</div> + + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class='unindent'> +<div class='hang3'><big>CATALOGUE OF MODERN WORKS ON SCIENCE AND TECHNOLOGY.</big> 8vo, sewed, 1s.</div><br /> + +<i>BENSON (W.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>PRINCIPLES OF THE SCIENCE OF COLOUR.</big> Small 4to, cloth, 15s.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>MANUAL OF THE SCIENCE OF COLOUR.</big> Coloured Frontispiece and Illustrations. 12mo, cloth, 2s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>BRADLEY (THOMAS), of the Royal Military Academy, Woolwich</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>ELEMENTS OF GEOMETRICAL DRAWING.</big> In Two Parts, with 60 Plates. Oblong folio, half-bound, each part 16s.</div> +<div class='hang2'>Selections (from the above) of 20 Plates, for the use of the Royal Military Academy, Woolwich. Oblong folio, half-bound, 16s.</div> +<br /> +<i>BURCHETT</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>LINEAR PERSPECTIVE.</big> With Illustrations. Post 8vo, cloth, 7s.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>PRACTICAL GEOMETRY.</big> Post 8vo, cloth, 5s.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>DEFINITIONS OF GEOMETRY.</big> Third Edition. 24mo, sewed, 5d.</div> +<br /> +<i>CARROLL (JOHN)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>FREEHAND DRAWING LESSONS FOR THE BLACK BOARD.</big> 6s.</div> +<br /> +<i>CUBLEY (W. H.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>A SYSTEM OF ELEMENTARY DRAWING.</big> With Illustrations and Examples. Imperial 4to, sewed, 8s.</div> +<br /> +<i>DAVISON (ELLIS A.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>DRAWING FOR ELEMENTARY SCHOOLS.</big> Post 8vo, cloth, 3s.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>MODEL DRAWING.</big> 12mo, cloth, 3s.</div> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_26a" id="Page_26a">[26]</a></span><div class='hang3'>THE AMATEUR HOUSE CARPENTER: A Guide in Building, Making, and Repairing. With numerous Illustrations, drawn on Wood by the Author. Demy 8vo, 10s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>DELAMOTTE (P. H.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>PROGRESSIVE DRAWING-BOOK FOR BEGINNERS.</big> 12mo, 3s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>DICKSEE (J. R.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>SCHOOL PERSPECTIVE.</big> 8vo, cloth, 5s.</div> +<br /> +<i>DYCE</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>DRAWING-BOOK OF THE GOVERNMENT SCHOOL OF DESIGN:</big> ELEMENTARY OUTLINES OF ORNAMENT. 50 Plates. Small folio, sewed, 5s.; mounted, 18s.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>INTRODUCTION TO DITTO.</big> Fcap. 8vo, 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>FOSTER (VERE)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>DRAWING-BOOKS:</big></div> +<div class='hang2'>(a) Forty-two Numbers, at 1d. each.</div> +<div class='hang2'>(b) Forty-six Numbers, at 3d. each. The set <i>b</i> includes the subjects in <i>a</i>.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>DRAWING-CARDS:</big></div> +<div class='hang2'>Freehand Drawing: First Grade, Sets I., II., III., price 1s. each; in cloth cases, 1s. 6d. each.</div> +<span style="margin-left: 11em;">Second Grade, Set I., price 2s.; in cloth case, 3s.</span><br /> +<br /> +<i>HENSLOW (PROFESSOR)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>ILLUSTRATIONS TO BE EMPLOYED IN THE PRACTICAL LESSONS ON BOTANY.</big> Prepared for South Kensington Museum. Post 8vo, sewed, 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>JACOBSTHAL (E.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>GRAMMATIK DER ORNAMENTE,</big> in 7 Parts of 20 Plates each. Price, unmounted, £3 13s. 6d.; mounted on cardboard, £11 4s. The Parts can be had separately.</div> +<br /> +<i>JEWITT</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>HANDBOOK OF PRACTICAL PERSPECTIVE.</big> 18mo, cloth, 1s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>KENNEDY (JOHN)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>FIRST GRADE PRACTICAL GEOMETRY,</big> 12mo, 6d.</div> +<div class='hang3'><big>FREEHAND DRAWING-BOOK.</big> 16mo, cloth, 1s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<i>LINDLEY (JOHN)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>SYMMETRY OF VEGETATION:</big> Principles to be Observed in the Delineation of Plants. 12mo, sewed, 1s.</div> + +<i>MARSHALL</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>HUMAN BODY.</big> Text and Plates reduced from the large Diagrams. 2 vols., cloth, £1 1s.</div><br /> + +<i>NEWTON (E. TULLEY, F.G.S.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>THE TYPICAL PARTS IN THE SKELETONS OF A CAT, DUCK, AND CODFISH,</big> being a Catalogue with Comparative Descriptions arranged in a Tabular Form. Demy 8vo, 3s.</div><br /> + +<i>OLIVER (PROFESSOR)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>ILLUSTRATIONS OF THE VEGETABLE KINGDOM.</big> 109 Plates. Oblong 8vo, cloth. Plain, 16s.; coloured, £1 6s.</div><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_27a" id="Page_27a">[27]</a></span> +<i>POYNTER (E. J., R.A.), issued under the superintendence of</i>—<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><big>ELEMENTARY, FREEHAND, ORNAMENT:</big></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Book I. Simple Geometrical Forms, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" II. Conventionalised Floral Forms, &c., 6d.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><big>FREEHAND—FIRST GRADE:</big></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Book I. Simple Objects and Ornament, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" II. Various Objects, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" III. Objects and Architectural Ornaments, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" IV. Architectural Ornament, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" V. Objects of Glass and Pottery, 6d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" VI. Common Objects, 6d.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><big>FREEHAND—SECOND GRADE:</big></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">Book I. Various Forms of Anthermion, &c., 1s.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" II. Greek, Roman, and Venetian, 1s.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" III. Italian Renaissance, 1s.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">" IV. Roman, Italian, Japanese, &c. 1s.</span><br /> +<br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;"><big>THE SOUTH KENSINGTON DRAWING CARDS,</big></span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Containing the same examples as the books:</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Elementary Freehand Cards. Four packets, 9d. each.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">First Grade Freehand Cards. Six packets, 1s. each.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 3em;">Second Grade Freehand Cards. Four packets, 1s. 6d. each.</span><br /> +<br /> +<i>PUCKETT (R. CAMPBELL)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>SCIOGRAPHY, OR RADIAL PROJECTION OF SHADOWS.</big> Crown 8vo, cloth, 6s.</div><br /> + +<i>REDGRAVE</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>MANUAL AND CATECHISM ON COLOUR.</big> Fifth Edition. 24mo, sewed, 9d.</div><br /> + +<i>ROBSON (GEORGE)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>ELEMENTARY BUILDING CONSTRUCTION.</big> Oblong folio, sewed, 8s.</div><br /> + +<i>WALLIS (GEORGE)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>DRAWING-BOOK.</big> Oblong, sewed, 3s. 6d.; mounted, 8s.</div><br /> + +<i>WORNUM (R. N.)</i>—<br /> +<div class='hang3'><big>THE CHARACTERISTICS OF STYLES:</big> An Introduction to the Study of the History of Ornamental Art. Royal 8vo, cloth, 8s.</div><br /> + +<div class='hang1'><big>DRAWING FOR YOUNG CHILDREN</big>. Containing 150 Copies. 16mo, cloth, 3s. 6d.<br /><br /></div> + + + +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_28a" id="Page_28a">[28]</a></span> +<div class='hang1'><big>EDUCATIONAL DIVISION OF SOUTH KENSINGTON MUSEUM: CLASSIFIED CATALOGUE OF.</big> Ninth Edition. 8vo, 7s.</div> +<br /> +<div class='hang1'><big>ELEMENTARY DRAWING COPY-BOOKS</big>, for the Use of Children from four years old and upwards, in Schools and Families. Compiled by a Student certificated by the Science and Art Department as an Art Teacher. Seven Books in 4to, sewed:</div><br /> + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Copy-books"> +<tr><td align='left'>Book</td><td align='right'> I.</td><td align='left'> Letters, 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>II.</td><td align='left'> Ditto, 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>III.</td><td align='left'> Geometrical and Ornamental Forms, 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>IV.</td><td align='left'> Objects, 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>V.</td><td align='left'> Leaves, 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>VI.</td><td align='left'> Birds, Animals, &c., 8d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='center'>"</td><td align='right'>VII.</td><td align='left'> Leaves, Flowers, and Sprays, 8d.</td></tr> +</table></div> +<div class='center'><sub>*</sub><sup>*</sup><sub>*</sub> Or in Sets of Seven Books, 4s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<div class='hang1'><big>ENGINEER AND MACHINIST DRAWING-BOOK</big>, 16 Parts, 71 Plates. Folio, £1 12s.; mounted, £3 4s.<br /></div> +<br /> +<big>PRINCIPLES OF DECORATIVE ART.</big> Folio, sewed, 1s.<br /> +<br /> +<div class='hang1'><big>DIAGRAM OF THE COLOURS OF THE SPECTRUM</big>, with Explanatory Letterpress, on roller, 10s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<big>COPIES FOR OUTLINE DRAWING:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>DYCE'S ELEMENTARY OUTLINES OF ORNAMENT, 50 Selected Plates, mounted back and front, 18s.; unmounted, sewed, 5s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>WEITBRICHT'S OUTLINES OF ORNAMENT, reproduced by Herman, 12 Plates, mounted back and front, 8s. 6d.; unmounted, 2s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>MORGHEN'S OUTLINES OF THE HUMAN FIGURE reproduced by Herman, 20 Plates, mounted back and front, 15s.; unmounted, 3s. 4d.</div> +<div class='hang3'>ONE SET OF FOUR PLATES, Outlines of Tarsia, from Gruner, mounted, 3s. 6d. unmounted, 7d.</div> +<div class='hang3'>ALBERTOLLI'S FOLIAGE, one set of Four Plates, mounted, 3s. 6d.; unmounted, 5d.</div> +<div class='hang3'>OUTLINE OF TRAJAN FRIEZE, mounted, 1s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>WALLIS'S DRAWING-BOOK, mounted, 8s., unmounted, 3s. 6d.</div> +<div class='hang3'>OUTLINE DRAWINGS OF FLOWERS, Eight Sheets, mounted, 3s. 6d.; unmounted, 8d.</div> +<br /> +<big>COPIES FOR SHADED DRAWING:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>COURSE OF DESIGN. By Ch. Bargue (French), 20 Selected Sheets, 11 at 2s. and 9 at 3s. each. £2 9s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>ARCHITECTURAL STUDIES. By J. B. Tripon. 10 Plates, £1.</div> +<div class='hang3'>MECHANICAL STUDIES. By J. B. Tripon. 15s. per dozen.</div> +<div class='hang3'>FOLIATED SCROLL FROM THE VATICAN, unmounted, 5d.; mounted, 1s. 3d.</div> +<div class='hang3'>TWELVE HEADS after Holbein, selected from his Drawings in Her Majesty's Collection at Windsor. Reproduced in Autotype. Half imperial, £1 16s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>LESSONS IN SEPIA, 9s. per dozen, or 1s. each.</div> +<br /> +<big>COLOURED EXAMPLES:</big><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">A SMALL DIAGRAM OF COLOUR, mounted, 1s. 6d.; unmounted, 9d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">TWO PLATES OF ELEMENTARY DESIGN, unmounted, 1s.; mounted, 3s. 9d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">CAMELLIA, mounted, 3s. 9d.; unmounted, 2s. 9d.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 1em;">COTMAN'S PENCIL LANDSCAPES (set of 9), mounted, 15s.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 4em;">" SEPIA DRAWINGS (set of 5), mounted, £1.</span><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_29a" id="Page_29a">[29]</a></span><span style="margin-left: 1em;">ALLONGE'S LANDSCAPES IN CHARCOAL (Six), at 4s. each, or the set, £1 4s.</span><br /></div> +<div class='unindent'> +<b>SOLID MODELS, &c.:</b><br /> + +<div class='hang1'><a name="asterisk" id="asterisk"></a><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Box of Models, £1 4s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>A Stand with a universal joint, to show the solid models, &c., £1 18s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>One Wire Quadrangle, with a circle and cross within it, and one straight wire. One solid cube. One Skeleton Wire Cube. One Sphere. One Cone. One Cylinder. One Hexagonal Prism. £2 2s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Skeleton Cube in wood, 3s. 6d.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>18-inch Skeleton Cube in wood, 12s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Three objects of form in Pottery:</div> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Pottery forms"> +<tr><td align='left'>Indian Jar,</td><td align='left' rowspan='3'> +<img src="images/bracket4right.png" width="11" height="70" alt="}" title="}" /></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Celadon Jar,</td><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>18s. 6d.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Bottle,</td></tr> +</table></div> +<br /> +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Five selected Vases in Majolica Ware, £2 11s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Three selected Vases in Earthenware, 18s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Imperial Deal Frames, glazed, without sunk rings, 10s. each.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Davidson's Smaller Solid Models, in Box, £2, containing—</div> + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Solid Models"> +<tr><td align='left'>2 Square Slabs.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>9 Oblong Blocks (steps).</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>2 Cubes.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>4 Square Blocks.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Octagon Prism.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Cylinder.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Cone.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Jointed Cross.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Triangular Prism.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Pyramid, Equilateral.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Pyramid, Isosceles.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Square Block.</td></tr> +</table></div> +<br /> +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Davidson's Advanced Drawing Models, £9.—The following is a brief description +of the Models:—An Obelisk—composed of 2 Octagonal Slabs, 26 and 20 inches +across, and each 3 inches high; 1 Cube, 12 inches edge; 1 Monolith (forming +the body of the obelisk) 3 feet high; 1 Pyramid, 6 inches base; the complete +object is thus nearly 5 feet high. A Market Cross—composed of 3 Slabs, 24, 18, +and 12 inches across, and each 3 inches high; 1 Upright, 3 feet high; 2 Cross Arms, +united by mortise and tenon joints; complete height, 3 feet 9 inches. A Step-Ladder, +23 inches high. A Kitchen Table, 14-1/2 inches high. A Chair to correspond. +A Four-legged Stool, with projecting top and cross rails, height 14 inches. +A Tub, with handles and projecting hoops, and the divisions between the staves +plainly marked. A strong Trestle, 18 inches high. A Hollow Cylinder, 9 inches +in diameter, and 12 inches long, divided lengthwise. A Hollow Sphere, 9 inches +in diameter, divided into semi-spheres, one of which is again divided into quarters; +the semi-sphere, when placed on the cylinder, gives the form and principles of +shading a dome, whilst one of the quarters placed on half the cylinder forms a +niche.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Davidson's Apparatus for Teaching Practical Geometry (22 models), £5.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Binn's Models for Illustrating the Elementary Principles of Orthographic Projection as applied to Mechanical Drawing, in box, £1 10s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Miller's Class Drawing Models.—These Models are particularly adapted for teaching +large classes; the stand is very strong, and the universal joint will hold the +Models in any position. <i>Wood Models:</i> Square Prism, 12 inches side, 18 inches +high; Hexagonal Prism, 14 inches side, 18 inches high; Cube, 14 inches side; +Cylinder, 13 inches diameter, 16 inches high; Hexagon Pyramid, 14 inches +diameter, 22-1/2 inches side; Square Pyramid, 14 inches side, 22-1/2 inches side; +Cone, 13 inches diameter, 22-1/2 inches side; Skeleton Cube, 19 inches solid wood +1-3/4 inch square; Intersecting Circles, 19 inches solid wood 2-1/4 by 1-1/2 inches. +<i>Wire Models:</i> Triangular Prism, 17 inches side, 22 inches high; Square Prism, +14 inches side, 20 inches high; Hexagonal Prism, 16 inches diameter, 21 inches +high; Cylinder, 14 inches diameter, 21 inches high; Hexagon Pyramid, 18 inches +diameter, 24 inches high; Square Pyramid, 17 inches side, 24 inches high; Cone, +17 inches side, 24 inches high; Skeleton Cube, 19 inches side; Intersecting Circles, +19 inches side; Plain Circle, 19 inches side; Plain Square, 19 inches side. Table, +27 inches by 21-1/2 inches. Stand. The set complete, £14 13s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Vulcanite Set Square, 5s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Large Compasses, with chalk-holder, 5s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Slip, two set squares and <b><big>T</big></b> square, 5s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Parkes's Case of Instruments, containing 6-inch compasses with pen and pencil leg, 5s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'><a href="#asterisks" class="asterisks">*</a>Prize Instrument Case, with 6-inch compasses, pen and pencil leg, 2 small compasses, pen and scale, 18s.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>6-inch Compasses, with shifting pen and point, 4s. 6d.</div> + +<div class='hang1'>Small Compass, in case, 1s.</div> +</div> + +<div class="center"><a name="asterisks" id="asterisks"></a><a href="#asterisk"><span class="label">*</span></a> Models, &c., entered as sets, can only be supplied in sets.</div> + +<p><span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_30a" id="Page_30a">[30]</a></span></p> + + +<h2>LARGE DIAGRAMS.</h2> + +<div class='unindent'> +<big>ASTRONOMICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>TWELVE SHEETS. By <span class="smcap">John Drew</span>, Ph. Dr., F.R.S.A. Prepared for the Committee of Council on Education. Sheets, £2 8s.; on rollers and varnished, £4 4s.</div><br /> +<br /> +<big>BOTANICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>NINE SHEETS. Illustrating a Practical Method of Teaching Botany. By Professor <span class="smcap">Henslow</span>, F.L.S. £2; on rollers and varnished, £3 3s.</div><br /> +</div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Botanical sheets"> +<tr><td align='left'><small>CLASS.</small></td><td align='left' colspan='2'><small>DIVISION.</small></td><td align='left' colspan='2'><small>SECTION.</small></td><td align='left'><small>DIAGRAM.</small></td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='left' rowspan='5'><img src="images/bracket1.png" width="14" height="100" alt="Bracket" title="Bracket" /></td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left' rowspan='4'><img src="images/bracket2.png" width="13" height="80" alt="Bracket" title="Bracket" /></td><td align='left'>Thalamifloral</td><td align='right'>1</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'>Angiospermous</td><td align='left'>Calycifloral</td><td align='right'>2 & 3</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>Dicotyledon</td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'>Corollifloral</td><td align='right'>4</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'>Incomplete</td><td align='right'>5</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'>Gymnospermous</td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='right'>6</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'></td><td align='left' rowspan='3'><img src="images/bracket2.png" width="13" height="90" alt="Bracket" title="Bracket" /></td><td align='left'>Petaloid</td><td align='left' rowspan='2'><img src="images/bracket3.png" width="11" height="70" alt="Bracket" title="Bracket" /></td><td align='left'>Superior</td><td align='right'>7</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left' valign='top'>Monocotyledons</td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'>Inferior</td><td align='right'>8</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'>Glumaceous</td><td align='left'> </td><td align='left'> </td><td align='right'>9</td></tr> +</table></div> + + +<div class='unindent'> +<big>BUILDING CONSTRUCTION:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>TEN SHEETS. By <span class="smcap">William J. Glenny</span>, Professor of Drawing, King's College. In sets, £1 1s.</div> +<div class='hang3'>LAXTON'S EXAMPLES OF BUILDING CONSTRUCTION IN TWO DIVISIONS, containing 32 Imperial Plates, £1.</div> +<div class='hang3'>BUSBRIDGE'S DRAWINGS OF BUILDING CONSTRUCTION, 11 Sheets. 2s. 9d. Mounted, 5s. 6d.</div><br /> +<big>GEOLOGICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>DIAGRAM OF BRITISH STRATA. By <span class="smcap">H. W. Bristow</span>, F.R.S., F.G.S. A Sheet, 4s.; on roller and varnished, 7s. 6d.</div> +<br /> +<br /> +<big>MECHANICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>DIAGRAMS OF THE MECHANICAL POWERS, AND THEIR APPLICATIONS IN MACHINERY AND THE ARTS GENERALLY. By <span class="smcap">Dr. John Anderson</span>.</div> +<div class='hang2'>8 Diagrams, highly coloured on stout paper, 3 feet 6 inches by 2 feet 6 inches. Sheets £1 per set; mounted on rollers, £2.</div> +<div class='hang3'>DIAGRAMS OF THE STEAM-ENGINE. By Professor <span class="smcap">Goodeve</span> and Professor <span class="smcap">Shelley</span>. Stout paper, 40 inches by 27 inches, highly coloured. Sets of 41 Diagrams (52-1/2 Sheets), £6 6s.; varnished and mounted on rollers, £11 11s.</div> + +<div class='hang3'>MACHINE DETAILS. By Professor <span class="smcap">Unwin</span>. 16 Coloured Diagrams. Sheets, £2 2s.; mounted on rollers and varnished, £3 14s.</div> + +<div class='hang3'>SELECTED EXAMPLES OF MACHINES, OF IRON AND WOOD (French). By <span class="smcap">Stanislas Pettit</span>. 60 Sheets, £3 5s.; 13s. per dozen.</div> + +<div class='hang3'>BUSBRIDGE'S DRAWINGS OF MACHINE CONSTRUCTION. 50 Sheets, 12s. 6d. Mounted, £1 5s.</div> + +<div class='hang3'>LESSONS IN MECHANICAL DRAWING. By <span class="smcap">Stanislas Pettit</span>. 1s. per dozen; also larger Sheets, more advanced copies, 2s. per dozen.</div> + +<div class='hang3'>LESSONS IN ARCHITECTURAL DRAWING. By <span class="smcap">Stanislas Pettit</span>. 1s. per dozen; also larger Sheets, more advanced copies, 2s. per dozen.</div><br /> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_31a" id="Page_31a">[31]</a></span> +<big>PHYSIOLOGICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>ELEVEN SHEETS. Illustrating Human Physiology, Life Size and Coloured from Nature. Prepared under the direction of <span class="smcap">John Marshall</span>, F.R.S., F.R.C.S., &c. Each Sheet, 12s. 6d. On canvas and rollers, varnished, £1 1s.</div><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">1. THE SKELETON AND LIGAMENTS.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">2. THE MUSCLES, JOINTS, AND ANIMAL MECHANICS.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">3. THE VISCERA IN POSITION.—THE STRUCTURE OF THE LUNGS.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">4. THE ORGANS OF CIRCULATION.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">5. THE LYMPHATICS OR ABSORBENTS.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">6. THE ORGANS OF DIGESTION.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">7. THE BRAIN AND NERVES.—THE ORGANS OF THE VOICE.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">8. THE ORGANS OF THE SENSES.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">9. THE ORGANS OF THE SENSES.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">10. THE MICROSCOPIC STRUCTURE OF THE TEXTURES AND ORGANS.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">11. THE MICROSCOPIC STRUCTURE OF THE TEXTURES AND ORGANS.</span><br /> +</div> +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> +<div class='unindent'> +<div class='hang3'>HUMAN BODY, LIFE SIZE. By <span class="smcap">John Marshall</span>, F.R.S., F.R.C.S. Each Sheet, 12s. 6d.; on canvas and rollers, varnished, £1 1s. Explanatory Key, 1s.</div> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">1. THE SKELETON, Front View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">2. THE MUSCLES, Front View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">3. THE SKELETON, Back View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">4. THE MUSCLES, Back View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">5. THE SKELETON, Side View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">6. THE MUSCLES, Side View.</span><br /> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">7. THE FEMALE SKELETON, Front View.</span><br /> +<br /> +<big>ZOOLOGICAL:</big><br /> +<div class='hang3'>TEN SHEETS. Illustrating the Classification of Animals. By <span class="smcap">Robert Patterson</span>. £2; on canvas and rollers, varnished, £3 10s.</div> +<span style="margin-left: 2em;">The same, reduced in size on Royal paper, in 9 Sheets, uncoloured, 12s.</span> +<span class='pagenum'><a name="Page_32a" id="Page_32a">[32]</a></span></div> + + +<h2>THE FORTNIGHTLY REVIEW</h2> + +<h3>Edited by JOHN MORLEY.</h3> + +<div class='unindent'><big><b>T</b></big>HE FORTNIGHTLY REVIEW is published on the 1st of +every month (the issue on the 15th being suspended), and a Volume is +completed every Six Months.</div> + +<div class='center'><i>The following are among the Contributors:</i>—</div> + + + +<div class='center'> +<table border="0" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" summary="Contributors"> +<tr><td align='left'>SIR RUTHERFORD ALCOCK.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MATHEW ARNOLD.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR BAIN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR BEESLY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DR. BRIDGES.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HON. GEORGE C. BRODRICK.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SIR GEORGE CAMPBELL, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>J. CHAMBERLAIN, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR SIDNEY COLVIN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MONTAGUE COOKSON, Q.C.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>L. H. COURTNEY, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>G. H. DARWIN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>F. W. FARRAR.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR FAWCETT, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>EDWARD A. FREEMAN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>MRS. GARRET-ANDERSON.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>M. E. GRANT DUFF, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THOMAS HARE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>F. HARRISON.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LORD HOUGHTON.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR HUXLEY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR JEVONS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>ÉMILE DE LAVELEYE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>T. E. CLIFFE LESLIE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>RIGHT HON. R. LOWE, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SIR JOHN LUBBOCK, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LORD LYTTON.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SIR H. S. MAINE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DR. MAUDSLEY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR MAX MÜLLER.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR HENRY MORLEY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>G. OSBORNE MORGAN, Q.C., M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>WILLIAM MORRIS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>F. W. NEWMAN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>W. G. PALGRAVE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>WALTER H. PATER.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>RT. HON. LYON PLAYFAIR, M.P.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DANTE GABRIEL ROSSETTI.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HERBERT SPENCER.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HON. E. L. STANLEY.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>SIR J. FITZJAMES STEPHEN, Q.C.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>LESLIE STEPHEN.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>J. HUTCHISON STIRLING.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>A. C. SWINBURNE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>DR. VON SYBEL.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>J. A. SYMONDS.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>W. T. THORNTON.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>HON. LIONEL A. TOLLEMACHE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>ANTHONY TROLLOPE.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>PROFESSOR TYNDALL.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'>THE EDITOR.</td></tr> +<tr><td align='left'><span style="margin-left: 1em;">&c. &c. &c.</span></td></tr> +</table></div> + +<div class='center'><span class="smcap">The Fortnightly Review</span> <i>is published at 2s. 6d.</i></div> + +<hr style='width: 45%;' /> + +<div class='center'> +CHAPMAN & HALL, LIMITED, 11, HENRIETTA STREET,<br /> +COVENT GARDEN, W.C.<br /> +<br /> +<small>CHARLES DICKENS AND EVANS,</small>] [<small>CRYSTAL PALACE PRESS.</small><br /> +<br /><br /><br /></div> + + +<div class="footnotes"><h3>FOOTNOTES:</h3> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_1_1" id="Footnote_1_1"></a><a href="#FNanchor_1_1"><span class="label">[1]</span></a> "The Village Coquettes."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_2_2" id="Footnote_2_2"></a><a href="#FNanchor_2_2"><span class="label">[2]</span></a> Mrs. Braham.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_3_3" id="Footnote_3_3"></a><a href="#FNanchor_3_3"><span class="label">[3]</span></a> Printed in "Forty Years' Recollections of Life, Literature, and +Public Affairs," by Charles Mackay.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_4_4" id="Footnote_4_4"></a><a href="#FNanchor_4_4"><span class="label">[4]</span></a> A chain made of Mary Hogarth's hair, sent to Charles Dickens on the +first anniversary of her birthday, after her death.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_5_5" id="Footnote_5_5"></a><a href="#FNanchor_5_5"><span class="label">[5]</span></a> This fragment of a diary was found amongst some papers which have +recently come to light. The Editors give only those paragraphs which +are likely to be of any public interest. The original manuscript has been +added to "The Forster Collection," at the South Kensington Museum.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_6_6" id="Footnote_6_6"></a><a href="#FNanchor_6_6"><span class="label">[6]</span></a> "Sunday, under Three Heads," a small pamphlet published about +this time.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_7_7" id="Footnote_7_7"></a><a href="#FNanchor_7_7"><span class="label">[7]</span></a> "Bentley's Miscellany."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_8_8" id="Footnote_8_8"></a><a href="#FNanchor_8_8"><span class="label">[8]</span></a> No other date, but it must have been 7th February, 1839.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_9_9" id="Footnote_9_9"></a><a href="#FNanchor_9_9"><span class="label">[9]</span></a> Mr. Adams, the Hon. Secretary of the Chatham Mechanics' Institute, +which office he held for many years.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_10_10" id="Footnote_10_10"></a><a href="#FNanchor_10_10"><span class="label">[10]</span></a> "The Kentish Coronal."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_11_11" id="Footnote_11_11"></a><a href="#FNanchor_11_11"><span class="label">[11]</span></a> An intimate friend.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_12_12" id="Footnote_12_12"></a><a href="#FNanchor_12_12"><span class="label">[12]</span></a> A Dissenting minister, once himself a workhouse boy, and writing +on the character of Oliver Twist. This letter was published in "Harper's +New Monthly Magazine," in 1862.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_13_13" id="Footnote_13_13"></a><a href="#FNanchor_13_13"><span class="label">[13]</span></a> This, and all other Letters addressed to the Countess of Blessington, +were printed in "Literary Life and Correspondence of the Countess of +Blessington."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_14_14" id="Footnote_14_14"></a><a href="#FNanchor_14_14"><span class="label">[14]</span></a> The death of his correspondent's twin-brother, Willis Gaylord Clark.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_15_15" id="Footnote_15_15"></a><a href="#FNanchor_15_15"><span class="label">[15]</span></a> On the occasion of the sudden death of Mrs. Hogarth's son, George.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_16_16" id="Footnote_16_16"></a><a href="#FNanchor_16_16"><span class="label">[16]</span></a> This, and all other Letters addressed to Mr. Washington Irving, were +printed in "The Life and Letters of Washington Irving," edited by his +nephew, Pierre M. Irving.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_17_17" id="Footnote_17_17"></a><a href="#FNanchor_17_17"><span class="label">[17]</span></a> This, and all other Letters addressed to Professor Felton, were printed +in Mr. Field's "Yesterdays with Authors," originally published in <i>The +Atlantic Monthly Magazine</i>.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_18_18" id="Footnote_18_18"></a><a href="#FNanchor_18_18"><span class="label">[18]</span></a> On the subject of International Copyright.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_19_19" id="Footnote_19_19"></a><a href="#FNanchor_19_19"><span class="label">[19]</span></a> This, and all other Letters addressed to Mr. Macvey Napier, were +printed in "Selection from the Correspondence of the late Macvey Napier, +Esq.," editor of <i>The Edinburgh Review</i>, edited by his son Macvey Napier.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_20_20" id="Footnote_20_20"></a><a href="#FNanchor_20_20"><span class="label">[20]</span></a> His complaint was that the reviewer of his "American Notes," in the +number for January, 1843, had represented him as having gone to America +as a missionary in the cause of international copyright—an allegation +which Charles Dickens repudiated, and which was rectified in the way he +himself suggested.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_21_21" id="Footnote_21_21"></a><a href="#FNanchor_21_21"><span class="label">[21]</span></a> On the occasion of a great meeting of the Mechanics' Institution at +Liverpool, with Charles Dickens in the chair.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_22_22" id="Footnote_22_22"></a><a href="#FNanchor_22_22"><span class="label">[22]</span></a> He had also presided two evenings previously at a meeting of the +Polytechnic Institution at Birmingham.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_23_23" id="Footnote_23_23"></a><a href="#FNanchor_23_23"><span class="label">[23]</span></a> A character in a Play, well known at this time.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_24_24" id="Footnote_24_24"></a><a href="#FNanchor_24_24"><span class="label">[24]</span></a> "Studies of Sensation and Event."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_25_25" id="Footnote_25_25"></a><a href="#FNanchor_25_25"><span class="label">[25]</span></a> Lieut. Tracey, R.N., who was at this time Governor of Tothill Fields +Prison.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_26_26" id="Footnote_26_26"></a><a href="#FNanchor_26_26"><span class="label">[26]</span></a> Mrs. Thompson.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_27_27" id="Footnote_27_27"></a><a href="#FNanchor_27_27"><span class="label">[27]</span></a> Mr. W. J. Fox, afterwards M.P. for Oldham, well known for his eloquent +advocacy of the Repeal of the Corn Laws, was engaged to write +the political articles in the first numbers of the <i>Daily News</i>.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_28_28" id="Footnote_28_28"></a><a href="#FNanchor_28_28"><span class="label">[28]</span></a> The first issue of the <i>Daily News</i> was a sad failure, as to printing.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_29_29" id="Footnote_29_29"></a><a href="#FNanchor_29_29"><span class="label">[29]</span></a> The birth, at Lausanne, of Mr. Thompson's eldest daughter, +Elizabeth Thompson, now Mrs. Butler, the celebrated artist.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_30_30" id="Footnote_30_30"></a><a href="#FNanchor_30_30"><span class="label">[30]</span></a> In the dramatised "Battle of Life."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_31_31" id="Footnote_31_31"></a><a href="#FNanchor_31_31"><span class="label">[31]</span></a> Written to Mr. Sheridan Knowles after some slight misunderstanding, +the cause of which is unknown to the Editors.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_32_32" id="Footnote_32_32"></a><a href="#FNanchor_32_32"><span class="label">[32]</span></a> Dr. Hodgson, then Principal of the Liverpool Institute, and Principal +of the Chorlton High School, Manchester.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_33_33" id="Footnote_33_33"></a><a href="#FNanchor_33_33"><span class="label">[33]</span></a> Mr. Alexander Ireland, the manager and one of the proprietors of +<i>The Manchester Examiner</i>.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_34_34" id="Footnote_34_34"></a><a href="#FNanchor_34_34"><span class="label">[34]</span></a> This refers to an essay on "The Genius and Writings of Leigh Hunt," +contributed to <i>The Manchester Examiner</i>.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_35_35" id="Footnote_35_35"></a><a href="#FNanchor_35_35"><span class="label">[35]</span></a> The "Autobiography of a Working Man," by "One who has whistled +at the Plough" (Alex. Somerville), originally appeared in <i>The Manchester +Examiner</i>, and afterwards was published as a volume, 1848.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_36_36" id="Footnote_36_36"></a><a href="#FNanchor_36_36"><span class="label">[36]</span></a> This and following letters to Mr. and Mrs. Cowden Clarke appeared +in a volume entitled "Recollections of Writers."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_37_37" id="Footnote_37_37"></a><a href="#FNanchor_37_37"><span class="label">[37]</span></a> The house in which Shakespeare was born, at Stratford-on-Avon.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_38_38" id="Footnote_38_38"></a><a href="#FNanchor_38_38"><span class="label">[38]</span></a> A character in "Used Up."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_39_39" id="Footnote_39_39"></a><a href="#FNanchor_39_39"><span class="label">[39]</span></a> As fairies in "Merry Wives."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_40_40" id="Footnote_40_40"></a><a href="#FNanchor_40_40"><span class="label">[40]</span></a> A huge blot of smeared ink.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_41_41" id="Footnote_41_41"></a><a href="#FNanchor_41_41"><span class="label">[41]</span></a> "Young Gas."}</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_42_42" id="Footnote_42_42"></a><a href="#FNanchor_42_42"><span class="label">[42]</span></a> "Gas-Light Boy."} Names he had playfully given himself.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_43_43" id="Footnote_43_43"></a><a href="#FNanchor_43_43"><span class="label">[43]</span></a> Mr. Joseph Charles King, the friend of many artists and literary men, +conducted a private school, at which the sons of Mr. Macready and of +Charles Dickens were being educated at this time.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_44_44" id="Footnote_44_44"></a><a href="#FNanchor_44_44"><span class="label">[44]</span></a> "Not So Bad As We Seem; or, Many Sides to a Character."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_45_45" id="Footnote_45_45"></a><a href="#FNanchor_45_45"><span class="label">[45]</span></a> "Not So Bad As We Seem."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_46_46" id="Footnote_46_46"></a><a href="#FNanchor_46_46"><span class="label">[46]</span></a> An embroidered blotting-book given by Mrs. Cowden Clarke.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_47_47" id="Footnote_47_47"></a><a href="#FNanchor_47_47"><span class="label">[47]</span></a> One of the series in "The Girlhood of Shakespeare's Heroines," +dedicated to Charles Dickens.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_48_48" id="Footnote_48_48"></a><a href="#FNanchor_48_48"><span class="label">[48]</span></a> Wilmot, the clever veteran prompter, who was engaged to accompany +the acting-tours.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_49_49" id="Footnote_49_49"></a><a href="#FNanchor_49_49"><span class="label">[49]</span></a> A wooden one.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_50_50" id="Footnote_50_50"></a><a href="#FNanchor_50_50"><span class="label">[50]</span></a> Miss Eden had a cottage at Broadstairs, and was residing there at +this time.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_51_51" id="Footnote_51_51"></a><a href="#FNanchor_51_51"><span class="label">[51]</span></a> Tavistock House.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_52_52" id="Footnote_52_52"></a><a href="#FNanchor_52_52"><span class="label">[52]</span></a> Now Sir Austen Henry Layard.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_53_53" id="Footnote_53_53"></a><a href="#FNanchor_53_53"><span class="label">[53]</span></a> The "Medical Aspects of Death, and the Medical Aspects of the +Human Mind."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_54_54" id="Footnote_54_54"></a><a href="#FNanchor_54_54"><span class="label">[54]</span></a> The injurious effects of the manufacture of lucifer matches on the +employed.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_55_55" id="Footnote_55_55"></a><a href="#FNanchor_55_55"><span class="label">[55]</span></a> Charles Dickens, Mr. Wilkie Collins, Mr. Augustus Egg, and Edward +the courier.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_56_56" id="Footnote_56_56"></a><a href="#FNanchor_56_56"><span class="label">[56]</span></a> Secretary to the Artizans' Committee in aid of the Birmingham and +Midland Institute.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_57_57" id="Footnote_57_57"></a><a href="#FNanchor_57_57"><span class="label">[57]</span></a> The Editors have great pleasure in publishing another note to +Mr. Thackeray, which has been found and sent to them by his daughter, +Mrs. Ritchie, since the publication of the first two volumes.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_58_58" id="Footnote_58_58"></a><a href="#FNanchor_58_58"><span class="label">[58]</span></a> Chairman of the "Administrative Reform League" Meeting at Drury +Lane Theatre.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_59_59" id="Footnote_59_59"></a><a href="#FNanchor_59_59"><span class="label">[59]</span></a> Mr. Higgins, best known as a writer in <i>The Times</i>, under the name +of "Jacob Omnium."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_60_60" id="Footnote_60_60"></a><a href="#FNanchor_60_60"><span class="label">[60]</span></a> The Members of the Administrative Reform League.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_61_61" id="Footnote_61_61"></a><a href="#FNanchor_61_61"><span class="label">[61]</span></a> Mrs. Winter, a very dear friend and companion of Charles Dickens in +his youth.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_62_62" id="Footnote_62_62"></a><a href="#FNanchor_62_62"><span class="label">[62]</span></a> Miss Emily Jolly, authoress of "Mr. Arle," and many other clever +novels.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_63_63" id="Footnote_63_63"></a><a href="#FNanchor_63_63"><span class="label">[63]</span></a> This, and another Letter to Captain Morgan which appears under +date of 1860, were published in <i>Scribner's Monthly</i>, October, 1877.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_64_64" id="Footnote_64_64"></a><a href="#FNanchor_64_64"><span class="label">[64]</span></a> Captain Morgan was a captain in the American Merchant Service. +He was an intimate friend of Mr. Leslie, R.A. (the great painter), by whom +he was made known to Charles Dickens.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_65_65" id="Footnote_65_65"></a><a href="#FNanchor_65_65"><span class="label">[65]</span></a> This Letter was written during the Crimean war.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_66_66" id="Footnote_66_66"></a><a href="#FNanchor_66_66"><span class="label">[66]</span></a> The farce alluded to, however, was never written. It had been projected +to be played at the Amateur Theatricals at Tavistock House.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_67_67" id="Footnote_67_67"></a><a href="#FNanchor_67_67"><span class="label">[67]</span></a> The portrait by Mr. Frith is now in the Forster Collection, at the South +Kensington Museum.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_68_68" id="Footnote_68_68"></a><a href="#FNanchor_68_68"><span class="label">[68]</span></a> A porcelain paper-weight with two green leaves enamelled on it, +between which were placed the initials C. D. A present from Mrs. C. Clarke.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_69_69" id="Footnote_69_69"></a><a href="#FNanchor_69_69"><span class="label">[69]</span></a> This and all other Letters addressed to Mr. H. F. Chorley, were +printed in "Autobiography, Memoir, and Letters of Henry Fothergill +Chorley," compiled by Mr. H. G. Hewlett.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_70_70" id="Footnote_70_70"></a><a href="#FNanchor_70_70"><span class="label">[70]</span></a> Sir John Bowring, formerly Her Majesty's Plenipotentiary in China, +and Governor of Hong Kong.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_71_71" id="Footnote_71_71"></a><a href="#FNanchor_71_71"><span class="label">[71]</span></a> "A Message from the Sea."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_72_72" id="Footnote_72_72"></a><a href="#FNanchor_72_72"><span class="label">[72]</span></a> "A Strange Story."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_73_73" id="Footnote_73_73"></a><a href="#FNanchor_73_73"><span class="label">[73]</span></a> The first of the series on "National Music."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_74_74" id="Footnote_74_74"></a><a href="#FNanchor_74_74"><span class="label">[74]</span></a> A present from Mr. Wills.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_75_75" id="Footnote_75_75"></a><a href="#FNanchor_75_75"><span class="label">[75]</span></a> The book was called "Woodland Gossip."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_76_76" id="Footnote_76_76"></a><a href="#FNanchor_76_76"><span class="label">[76]</span></a> Written by Charles Dickens for a new edition of Miss Adelaide +Procter's Poems, which was published after her death.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_77_77" id="Footnote_77_77"></a><a href="#FNanchor_77_77"><span class="label">[77]</span></a> Late keeper of printed books at the British Museum, now of Exeter.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_78_78" id="Footnote_78_78"></a><a href="#FNanchor_78_78"><span class="label">[78]</span></a> The honorary secretary of the St. George Club, Manchester.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_79_79" id="Footnote_79_79"></a><a href="#FNanchor_79_79"><span class="label">[79]</span></a> Robert Browning, the Poet, a dear and valued friend.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_80_80" id="Footnote_80_80"></a><a href="#FNanchor_80_80"><span class="label">[80]</span></a> Mr. Rusden was, at this time, Clerk to the House of Parliament, in +Melbourne. He was the kindest of friends to the two sons of Charles +Dickens, in Australia, from the time that the elder of the two first went +out there. And Charles Dickens had the most grateful regard for him, and +maintained a frequent correspondence with him—as a friend—although +they never saw each other.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_81_81" id="Footnote_81_81"></a><a href="#FNanchor_81_81"><span class="label">[81]</span></a> Anonymous.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_82_82" id="Footnote_82_82"></a><a href="#FNanchor_82_82"><span class="label">[82]</span></a> The Hon. Robert Lytton—now the Earl of Lytton—in literature +well known as "Owen Meredith."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_83_83" id="Footnote_83_83"></a><a href="#FNanchor_83_83"><span class="label">[83]</span></a> Mr. Henry W. Phillips, at this time secretary of the Artists' General +Benevolent Society. He was eager to establish some educational system in +connection with that institution.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_84_84" id="Footnote_84_84"></a><a href="#FNanchor_84_84"><span class="label">[84]</span></a> The remainder has been cut off for the signature.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_85_85" id="Footnote_85_85"></a><a href="#FNanchor_85_85"><span class="label">[85]</span></a> This and all other Letters to Mr. J. T. Fields were printed in +Mr. Fields' "In and Out of Doors with Charles Dickens."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_86_86" id="Footnote_86_86"></a><a href="#FNanchor_86_86"><span class="label">[86]</span></a> A ridiculous paragraph in the papers following close on the public +announcement that Charles Dickens was coming to America in November, +drew from him this letter to Mr. Fields, dated early in October.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_87_87" id="Footnote_87_87"></a><a href="#FNanchor_87_87"><span class="label">[87]</span></a> As to subjects for articles in "All the Year Round."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_88_88" id="Footnote_88_88"></a><a href="#FNanchor_88_88"><span class="label">[88]</span></a> The Play referred to is founded on the "Captives" of Plautus, and is +entitled "The Captives." It has never been acted or published.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_89_89" id="Footnote_89_89"></a><a href="#FNanchor_89_89"><span class="label">[89]</span></a> "No Thoroughfare."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_90_90" id="Footnote_90_90"></a><a href="#FNanchor_90_90"><span class="label">[90]</span></a> It was at Baltimore that Charles Dickens first conceived the idea of a +walking-match, which should take place on his return to Boston, and he +drew up a set of humorous "articles."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_91_91" id="Footnote_91_91"></a><a href="#FNanchor_91_91"><span class="label">[91]</span></a> The Play of "No Thoroughfare," was produced at the Adelphi +Theatre, under the management of Mr. Webster.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_92_92" id="Footnote_92_92"></a><a href="#FNanchor_92_92"><span class="label">[92]</span></a> Mr. Fechter was, at this time, superintending the production of a +French version of "No Thoroughfare," in Paris. It was called "L'Abîme."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_93_93" id="Footnote_93_93"></a><a href="#FNanchor_93_93"><span class="label">[93]</span></a> The volume referred to is a "List of the Writings of William Hazlett +and Leigh Hunt, chronologically arranged, with Notes, descriptive, critical, +and explanatory, etc."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_94_94" id="Footnote_94_94"></a><a href="#FNanchor_94_94"><span class="label">[94]</span></a> A copy of "The Old Curiosity Shop," in raised letters for the use of +the Blind, had been printed by Charles Dickens's order at the "Perkins Institution +for the Blind" in Boston, and presented by him to that institution +in this year.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_95_95" id="Footnote_95_95"></a><a href="#FNanchor_95_95"><span class="label">[95]</span></a> John Everett Millais, R.A. (The Editors make use of this note, as it +is the only one which Mr. Millais has been able to find for them, and they +are glad to have the two names associated together).</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_96_96" id="Footnote_96_96"></a><a href="#FNanchor_96_96"><span class="label">[96]</span></a> A dramatic author, who was acting manager of Covent Garden +Theatre in 1838, when his acquaintance with Charles Dickens first began. +This letter is in answer to some questions put to Charles Dickens by +Mr. Serle on the subject of the extension of copyright to the United States +of America.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_97_97" id="Footnote_97_97"></a><a href="#FNanchor_97_97"><span class="label">[97]</span></a> Mrs. Cowden Clarke wrote to tell Charles Dickens that her sister, +Miss Sabilla Novello, and her brother, Mr. Alfred Novello, were also in +the train, and escaped without injury.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_98_98" id="Footnote_98_98"></a><a href="#FNanchor_98_98"><span class="label">[98]</span></a> A forged letter from Charles Dickens, introducing an impostor, had +been addressed to Mr. Russell Sturgis.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_99_99" id="Footnote_99_99"></a><a href="#FNanchor_99_99"><span class="label">[99]</span></a> Sir James Emerson Tennent.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_100_100" id="Footnote_100_100"></a><a href="#FNanchor_100_100"><span class="label">[100]</span></a> Some Venetian glass champagne tumblers.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_101_101" id="Footnote_101_101"></a><a href="#FNanchor_101_101"><span class="label">[101]</span></a> Miss Florence Olliffe, who wrote to announce the death of her father, +Sir Joseph Olliffe.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_102_102" id="Footnote_102_102"></a><a href="#FNanchor_102_102"><span class="label">[102]</span></a> The Readings.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_103_103" id="Footnote_103_103"></a><a href="#FNanchor_103_103"><span class="label">[103]</span></a> The "piece" here alluded to was called "Black and White." It was +presented at the Adelphi Theatre. The outline of the plot was suggested +by Mr. Fechter.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_104_104" id="Footnote_104_104"></a><a href="#FNanchor_104_104"><span class="label">[104]</span></a> The story was called "An Experience."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_105_105" id="Footnote_105_105"></a><a href="#FNanchor_105_105"><span class="label">[105]</span></a> "Boffin" and "Fascination Fledgeby," were nicknames given to his +children by Mr. Robert Lytton at this time.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_106_106" id="Footnote_106_106"></a><a href="#FNanchor_106_106"><span class="label">[106]</span></a> Mr. Layard's appointment as British Minister at Madrid.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_107_107" id="Footnote_107_107"></a><a href="#FNanchor_107_107"><span class="label">[107]</span></a> Mr. Charles Collins was obliged to give up the illustrating of "Edwin +Drood," on account of his failing health.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_108_108" id="Footnote_108_108"></a><a href="#FNanchor_108_108"><span class="label">[108]</span></a> A meeting of Publishers and Authors to discuss the subject of +International Copyright.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_109_109" id="Footnote_109_109"></a><a href="#FNanchor_109_109"><span class="label">[109]</span></a> Printed in Mackenzie's "Life of Dickens."</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_110_110" id="Footnote_110_110"></a><a href="#FNanchor_110_110"><span class="label">[110]</span></a> The General Theatrical Fund.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_111_111" id="Footnote_111_111"></a><a href="#FNanchor_111_111"><span class="label">[111]</span></a> An allusion to an unfounded rumour.</p></div> + +<div class="footnote"><p><a name="Footnote_112_112" id="Footnote_112_112"></a><a href="#FNanchor_112_112"><span class="label">[112]</span></a> Charles Dickens's son, Alfred Tennyson.</p></div> +</div> +<p><br /><br /></p> +<div class='tnote'><h3>Transcriber's Notes:</h3> +<p>Obvious punctuation errors repaired.</p> + +<p>The remaining corrections made are indicated by dotted lines under the corrections. 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