I hope you will enjoy yourself very much.
We went over to Cliefden the other day—there is one bed of flowers, called the scarlet ribbon—4,000 geraniums—the Duchess's[42] own design, very new and wonderful, winding over a lawn like a sea-serpent, but the plantation in sad order. The gardener has £10 per week to pay everything in his department, as the Duchess will not spend more on a place which yields nothing. My kind remembrances to Mrs. Peacock.
Affecly yrs.
D.
ONE PAGE OF A.L.S. OF MR. DISRAELI (AFTERWARDS LORD BEACONSFIELD) ON CHURCH MATTERS, N.D.
I venture to think that in the near future the letters of Benjamin Disraeli, Earl of Beaconsfield, will be found as essential to the annals of the Victorian era, as those of Pitt, Windham, and Burke are to those of the reign of George III.