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The Life and Letters of John Gibson Lockhart
Chapter 21: 1842-50
John Gibson Lockhart to Charlotte Lockhart Hope, 15 January 1848
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Vol. I. Preface
Vol. I Contents.
Chapter 1: 1794-1808
Chapter 2: 1808-13
Chapter 3: 1813-15
Chapter 4: 1815-17
Chapter 5: 1817-18
Chapter 6: 1817-19
Chapter 7: 1818-20
Chapter 8: 1819-20
Chapter 9: 1820-21
Chapter 10: 1821-24
Chapter 11: 1817-24
Chapter 12: 1821-25
Chapter 13: 1826
Vol. II Contents
Chapter 14: 1826-32
Chapter 15: 1828-32
Chapter 16: 1832-36
Chapter 17: 1837-39
Chapter 18: 1837-43
Chapter 19: 1828-48
Chapter 20: 1826-52
Chapter 21: 1842-50
Chapter 22: 1850-53
Chapter 23: 1853-54
Chapter 24: Conclusion
Vol. II Index
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“Saturday, January 15, 1848.

“Dear Cha,—Lady Davy and Thurlow called here this morning in a cab, the first outing after a tedious ‘trouble’; but I think miladi looked better—cleaner—than she did before she was seized, and hope it is all over. I am better myself and busy again, which is always the best for me, but I don’t think I shall attend the ball at Brighton on the 28th, especially as I have to go to Wimpole to dine on the 29th.

“In case I forget, there is a box at Mr. Miles’s, holding the cast of Thorwaldsen’s medallion of your grandpapa. Please bring it up with you carefully, and the like as to anything else you find for me there. I have bid Miss —— send me calotypes of John Murray (a capital one) and of her lovely self; whichever of a score she least approves. The Miss Murrays gave a very elegant dinner to a very gay company on Thursday, and all seemed happy—the animal-lover Hardwicke included.

“I hope Walter can meet you at Abbotsford, but I hardly believe it. He has said nothing to me, however, on the subject.

“Martha has had the influenza, and Paul also;
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and now Martha is leaving me to go to her parents, but I have got a neat, tidy lass from a doctor’s in Baker Street, who seems to do very well, and is cleanly and decent-looking—not young, and marked with small-pox. The other stayed a week to teach her the way of the house, but goes this night or Monday morning—a very excellent servant, but her family wanted her, and I can’t help it. ‘Spicey’ would be welcome to me, but do as you judge best; perhaps you will come and see me, even if she be not here.—Ever affectionately yours,

“J. G. Lockhart.”