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Literary Life of the Rev. William Harness
William Harness to A. G. K. L'Estrange, 2 November 1866

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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“The Deanery, Battle, Sussex.
“Nov. 2, 1866.
“My dear L’Estrange,

“Your letter I found here, after my sojourn with my old friends at my first curacy in Hampshire: and I write, almost at the first pause I have had since my arrival at Crake’s, to tell you how
much obliged I am for your thinking of me and sending me the
Shakespeare photograph. It is from the Chandos picture, which the late Lord Ellesmere purchased at the sale of the late Duke of Buckingham’s effects at Stowe, and of which a print is hanging up opposite my drawing-room door in town. You would not imagine the photo as a copy from the same original, because it is so much darker.

“The letters improve as I get on. Even those to Sir W Elford get easier and better, as she became less upon punctilio and more familiar with him; in fact, as—with all her asserted deference—she felt herself more and more his superior in intellect and information. When we meet in town we will get on swimmingly, as I have no longer any sermons to prepare: I have given up preaching altogether. The first thing to be done is to arrange in chronological order all the letters to Mrs. Browning, that they may come into their fitting places; for I find, to my surprise, that Miss Mitford was acquainted with Miss Barrett as early as 1814.

“I shall stay here, in all probability, till the end of the month, and then go home, light my fire, and pack myself up in my study for the rest of the year, and till the end of Winter.

“I’ll tell Dyce to send his Shakespeare to the
Museum at Stratford; but it is not yet finished.* There is one volume (if not a second) yet to come. With best regards,

“Believe me to be,
“Yours ever affectionately,
W. Harness.

“Have you heard that they expect Fenian disturbances in Ireland? I hope it is not true.”