NOTHING of later date than 21st March received, consequently much anxiety. Your brother is returned. For you three, since that sent you on the 7th April.—Sibella. June 18.
712.—Tuesday, June 24, 1856.
A.to B.—1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 15, YES. 6, 13, 14, 16, 17, No.—June 21, 1856.
713.—Tuesday, June 24, 1856.
SOIR de CLAUDE LORRAINE.—Je suis convaincu qu’une annonce portant mon nom adopté, et avec référence à un sujet qui nous régardait, ne provenait pas de vous. Je l’attribue, donc, ou à quelque désir de me tendre une piége, ou à une coincidence incroyable, et presqu’ impossible.—Sempré il stesso.
714.—Tuesday, June 24, 1856.
MANCHESTER.—Only just before your letter reached my hotel in London I obtained fresh light from the public documents upon the great question in which we are both engaged. Prices do not fluctuate much (especially cotton), because the annexation question (which chiefly affects us), though complicated (look at Marcy’s note), may probably be finished, if a proper mediator can be found. And why not? Answer this. It is understood on both sides that the independence of the Parent State is to be maintained; and, if necessary, vindicated, notwithstanding internal cabal and unwarranted external intrigue and interference, which latter is, after all, the chief cause of the misunderstanding between the Powers. Your ’cuteness, I see, distances pretty considerably my slowness, distracted as I am with the States’ affairs; but Weasel is not caught twice in the same trap. Address as before.
715.—Tuesday, June 24, 1856.
PUISQUE.—A reply so headed in this morning’s paper is not mine. I have not replied at all until now, and shall not do so again in this manner. Some mistake, or curiosity, or worse perhaps. WRITE to me, name in full, post-office, giving an address: I will reply, giving you one, then there can be no more mistakes. Do this at once. Grief and anxiety are rapidly doing their work. My idol is indeed a rare combination of tenderness, talent, and every virtue. Love and admiration still contend, represented now by two sweet cherubs.—Ever YOUR OWN; June 21, 1856.