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Ambleside. July 22 92.

This is my dearest friend's birthday & K.B. - and if I can not see her dear face, and tell her how I love her, and wish her every good thing that advancing yeas can bring her, I will sit and think of her and write my wishes for her peace and happiness now, and in year to come. And I do not forget dear the great sadness in your life now, which must cast its shadow over all anniversaries henceforth. II doubt if anniversaries are over gay for those who have lived as long as you and I darling. But how rich your life is still, with children and grandchildren to love you.

by the business of the estate of cousin William. It gives him a great deal of work-- I think he would perhaps rather not have had the £400. annuity, that William left him, than have the life-long bother of the administratorship. He has had a world of trouble this year too, with Lucy Endicott's affairs. It was so delightful to hear from Miss Dunning of their little glimpse by you. I know how kind and cordial their welcome to me will be & but I shall not feel that I really have got home until I have seen my dear Phebe and her daughters. But alas! between me and that and indeed home & all friends, hangs that dreamy cloud of a girl to be found. But I am ashamed to have dwelt on it so - on this your birthday too. But you see I am so critical of getting any trouble