“. . . . . It cannot often have happened that any one
should have a lost wife brought to his mind in the way that I am continually
reminded of my poor Edith. Before any of
my children were old enough to make extracts for me, it was one of her
pleasures to assist me in that way. Many hundred notes in her writing (after so
many have been made use of) are arranged among the materials to which every day
of my life I have occasion to refer. And thus she will continue to be my
helpmate as long as I live and retain my senses. But all these notes bring with
them the vivid recollection of the when and the where,
| Ætat. 64. | OF ROBERT SOUTHEY. | 357 |
“God bless you!
