The most sumptuous creature ever share.. Jellow haired brown eyell daygling Fair with a nech like a marks filler, marble I never had in all my Samt. Progers. frequenting the cataracts of the Tigris couve et ampings abely into the Tabreez lake Beu. what nonsensics at the to with, will, but The fours in I am just desforest after the VOL. XXXI. NO. 181, N.S. 3 my bys zoching about like a Fefitty bal fro the effealth of the thiteamer the water kcross The has been very good naturedly to call I see if this around of werte my cars pronounet here with that Shuperfine elegance kyard - Staff there I go again, husk there I que again. аркий NOTE. This seems an appropriate place to quote a letter written by my father to Edward FitzGerald. It must have been written immediately after the Cockney Travels,' when he had crossed from Liverpool to Ireland. Shelburne Hotel, Stephen Greed, Dublud. My dear old Yedward,-I am just come after a delightful tower to Chepstow, Bristol, Hereford, Shrewsbury, Chester, Liverpool, Llangollen, and Wales in general-I found your dismal letter waiting on arrival here. What the deuce are you in the dumps for? Don't flatter yourself but that I'll get on very well without you. Such a place as this Hotel itself !— enough to make a chapter about-such filth, ruin and liberality. Have you O my dear friend, pray heaven on bended knee that to-night when I go to bed I find no remarked that the little ones of all sting worst? [for drawing of Chambermaid, see facsimile of this letter, page 32] I wanted to give you an idea of the splendor of the chambermaid at Chthlangothlen;-The most sumptuous creature. Yellow haired, brown eyed, dazzling fair, with a neck like a marble pillar, and a busk, O heavens ! I wrote a poem in the Llangollen Album as follows A better glass nor a better Pipe I never had in all my life. Saml. Rogers. Likewise a series of remarks by Thos. Moore, beginning, 'There is a little yellow bird frequenting the cataracts of the Tigris, where it empties itself into the Jabreez Lake,' etc. What nonsense is all this to write-well, but the fact is, I am just disjointed after the (voyage), my legs rocking about like a tipthy bal from the effeklth of the thlteamer, and I can't get to put down a sentence decently, and shan't be able to for a couple of days or so. But I just wanted to shake hands with somebody, however far across the water. (He has been very good naturedly to call and see if I had arrived.) Your Uncle's letter I have sent off with my card pronounced here with that shuperfine elegance 'kyard '-Stuff, there I go again. Well there I go again. It's a queer state of mind to be sure. God bless you, W. M. T. P.S.-I wish you could see the apotheosis of William IV. represented on the ceiling of the coffee room; such a picture! I shall get a most accurate copy of it fixing up easels, telescopes, THE KNIGHTS OF BORSELLEN' BY WILLIAM MAKEPEACE THACKERAY. WITH A PREFACE BY LADY RITCHIE ILLUSTRATIONS FACSIMILE PAGE OF MS. NOTE BOOK DATES FROM "TYLER "' DUEL STUDIES FOR THE FASHIONS CIRCA 1400 LOUIS DE FRANCE-ROBERT, COMTE DE CLERMONT THE FALCONER 'I PRAY YOU SIR WALK IN' AGNES DE LOISY-PHILIPPE DE VALOIS DUO DE BOURBON. MEN AT ARMS . KNIGHT'S HELMET. KNEELING FIGURES Page 38 NOTE. These scenes, entitled 'The Knights of Borsellen,' which Mr. Thackeray sketched for the larger canvas of an historical novel, together with the 'Cockney Travels,' being notes of a tour in the West of England, are now printed for the first time in HARPER'S MAGAZINE' and the 'CORNHILL MAGAZINE.' The Editors have felt that this may be taken as an exception to all rules, and the CORNHILL MAGAZINE' could hardly be denied the pleasure of printing the last found words of its first Editor.- ED. CORNHILL.' Copyright, 1911, by Smith, Elder, and Co., in the United States of America. |