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A Memoir of the Reverend Sydney Smith
Letters 1822
Sydney Smith to Lady Mary Bennet, [October or November 1821]
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Chapter I
Chapter II
Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
Chapter X
Chapter XI
Chapter XII
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Foston.
My dear Lady Mary,

I shall be obliged to you to procure for me Mr. Rogers’s verses upon the Temple of the Graces at Woburn: I thought them very pretty, and should be glad to possess them.

Lord and Lady Granville have been staying at Castle Howard, where we met them. Whatever other merits they have, they have at least that of being extremely civil and well-bred; good qualities which, being put into action every day, make a great mass of merit in the course of life.

I am glad you liked what I said of Mrs. Fry. She is very unpopular with the clergy: examples of living, active virtue disturb our repose, and give birth to distressing comparisons: we long to burn her alive.

230 MEMOIR OF THE REV. SYDNEY SMITH.

Who knows his secret sins? I find, upon reference to Collins’s Peerage, I have been in the habit for some months past of mis-spelling Lord Tankerville’s name; and you have left me in this state of ignorance and imperfection, from which I was awakened by a loud scream from Mrs. Sydney, who cast her eye upon the direction of the letter, and saw the habitual sin of which I have been guilty.

On account of the scarcity of water, many respectable families in this part of the world wash their faces only every other day. It is a real distress, and increasing rather than diminishing. God bless you!

Your sincere friend,
Sydney Smith.