My Dear Wife,
I just write you a line to tell you that I am tolerably well, as I hope you are.
Everything is in confusion abroad. The French King has disappeared and will probably never be heard of, though they are expecting him in England. Funds are down nearly to 80. The Government have given up the income tax, and people are very glad of it. I am not. With respect to the funds, if I were to sell out I should not know what to do with the money. J. says they will rise. I do not think they will; they may, however, fluctuate a little.
Keep up your spirits, my heart’s dearest, and kiss old Hen for me.
G. B.
Letter VII. To Mary Borrow.
53a Pall Mall.
[1848]
Dear Carreta,
I hope you received my last letter written on Tuesday.
I am glad that I came to London. I find myself much the better for having done so, I was going on in a very spiritless manner. Everybody I have met seems very kind and glad to see me. Murray seems to be thoroughly staunch. Cooke, to whom I mentioned the F. T. says that Murray was delighted with the idea, and will be very glad of the 4th of Lavengro. I am going to dine with Murray today, Thursday. W. called upon me today.