garden.[1] Thanks to the kindness of your father and mother in sending me their carriage, my journey hither on Saturday was performed with very little fatigue, and had it been a fine day, I think I should. have felt none; but it distressed me to see uncle Henry and Wm. Knight, who kindly attended us on horseback, riding in the rain almost the whole way. We expect a visit from them to-morrow, and hope they will stay the night; and on Thursday, which is a confirmation and a holiday, we are to get Charles out to breakfast. We have had but one visit from him, poor fellow, as he is in sick-room, but he hopes to be out to-night. We see Mrs. Heathcote every day, and William is to call upon us soon. God bless you, my dear E. If ever you are ill, may you be as tenderly nursed as I have been. May the same blessed alleviations of anxious, sympathising friends be yours: and may you possess, as I dare say you will, the greatest blessing of all in the consciousness. of not being unworthy of their love. I could not feel this.
'Your very affecte Aunt,
The following extract from a letter which has been before printed, written soon after the former, breathes the same spirit of humility and thankfulness - 'I will only say further that my dearest sister, my tender, watchful, indefatigable nurse, has not been
- ↑ It was the corner house in College Strect, at the entrance to Commoners.
