My dear Miss Ingelow This is Mr Stone’s answer about the knight of Intercession. It seems to be one of the legends that evades all search. How would it be to send a question to Notes and Queries?

I have been wishing to tell you that the last sermon that I heard Mr Keble preach, a year and half ago, - one on the anniversary of his Church Consecration, he brought in a sentence about the ... continue reading

My dear Miss Sewell, I ought to have answered you long ago that I am very glad that you are as Hampshire people say 'tackling' that beginning of mine

I suppose Carter’s history was the other authority for Hereward that I proposed, I have however a great mind for Thierry, as the place where I fell in love with him first. Perhaps I had better send you the book, or shall I translate it, I think I ... continue reading

My dear Mary Edmund Morshead has just been here, and we informed him of his new cousin. It did take me by surprise and reminded me of a lady in one of Miss Ingelow’s books who says her niece had babies with lightening [sic] rapidity- It is much for Sydney to have this nursing on her hands just after her own illness I have been out today and hope to be quite let loose ... continue reading

Dear Miss Ingelow I enclose a note from a friend of mine, a young clergyman’s wife, who is as you see trying to raise the money for an Organ for her husband’s Church in the close neighbourhood of the White Horse of Berkshire

Yours sincerely C M Yonge

My dear Christabel

I should think on the whole that it was intended to decline the book except at your expense. I do think the resemblance to Don John is a disadvantage though you have treated it in such a different way. And had not Low something to do with Don John, either through Good Words or Miss Ingelow. I am on the whole afraid that as I see in the Guardian that ... continue reading

My dear Miss Ingelow

Your letter has just come to me here in the midst of the steep hills and narrow valleys of North Devon. I think I must have been 2 years old when I saw the baby in the blue shawl, as my birthday is in August, and we generally went into Devon in the autumn. I do not think I taught myself to read, as I was then an only child much looked ... continue reading