745.—Tuesday, August 19, 20, 25, 28, 1856.
STILL nothing of later date than the 21st of March. The three awaiting you as before (this announced in June last; so long neglected) must be withdrawn at the end of this month. Reflect on the 28th of August. I must know your present wishes, as a crisis is at hand; and, if other means now in operation fail to effect it, your brother will seek you.—SIBELLA.
746.—Wednesday, August 20, 1856.
VANCLUSE.—The unintelligible (July 1) was reasonable; now solved License. Selten und unsterblich ist du wahre Liebe.—Yours.
747.—Wednesday, August 20, 1856.
AT sea, becalmed; in a chilly fog; confused sounds of distant guns, betokening a sudden engagement with an enemy. My tattered colours still flying at the masthead. Send me a pilot, that I may clear the shoals and grapple with the foe.—Yours, TOM.
748.—Wednesday, August 27, 1856.
MY DEAR BROTHER.—Your sisters, C. and M., have no words to express their gratitude. They only ask one line more, to show that it is not a delusion. Thank Tom for his invaluable log of the “Cor Caroli.” If I slip my lodgings, it will be to avoid the pressing kindness of my relations, who wish me to go to Hanwell. To you I shall be at 42. This difficulty explains my long delay.
749.—Thursday, August 28, 1856.
SAFE through life’s dangers till near their end: then, a fall, a betrayal too cruel, a life wound. One who could not spare is implored to pity and forgive.—August 25, 1856.