My dear Miss Jacob Excuse the blunder of the date there is one of those revolutions going on caused by whitewash and new carpetting which drive oneself to holes and corners and one’s senses no where. It began suddenly on Saturday, or I would then have sent you Gerontius, thinking he might be a pleasant companion in your Oxford week. I hope it is successful, though Mr Wither says the Dean of Emly failed you.

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My dear Miss Yonge' By all means let my satirical country woman send me the novels 'she is not clever enough to write.' I shall certainly give them every attention. You know we Scotch like early Christians love one another. I had a long and very interesting talk with Mr Gladstone yesterday about our Sunday Library in which he is much interested. He asked how we were to adjust and harmonise persons of various shades of ... continue reading