Mrs.

ount of Rome has made me think of you more than once. We have indeed left off to-night at Radicofani: but, as my Boy is frightened away by the Mouse, I fancy I will write to you before I take my one Pipe-which were better left alone, considering that it gives but half an hour's rather pleasant musing at the expense of a troubled night. Is it not more foolish then to persist in doing this than being frightened at a

r twice at your Father's years ago. The Memoir of him (which is a poor thing) still makes one l

more flourishing than I have yet seen them at this time of Year: and with you all is in fuller bloom, whether you be in Kent or Middlesex. Are you go

and so thought it might not be so good as what she took less pains with. I doated on her Village on the Cliff, but di

s almost a Shame to put you to it by such a piece of inanity as this letter. But it

ours since

F