MS Huntington Library: Yonge Letters
Otterbourn
June 12th [1852]
My dear Madam
I sent for a Post-office order today for fifteen shillings, but it did not arrive till after post time. I have put it into another cover as the wise say it should not travel in the same with the letter announcing it. At the same time came the proofs which I enclose, I still think the other notices will not be too late, but you had better if you please mark the places where they should be inserted, and I will have a revise of the paper sent me to make sure they have made none of their wonderful mistakes in botanical names, I am glad you noticed the beauty of the white lily in the summer nights, when I have often watched the moonlight on them, but surely you did not mean to use the adjective long in describing a summer night.1 I suppose you were thinking of that delicious pre-longest evening twilight in July, so favorable to wanderings in the garden --- and in which I saw the insides of your Cathedral at nearly 10 o’clock, a tale which has ever since been a wonder to southern children. I often recollect that noble east window and wish its painted glass was better deserving the name
Yours sincerely
C M Yonge
63. To Elizabeth Roberts
MS Huntington Library: Yonge Letters
Otterbourn
June 18th [18522]
My dear Madam,
I must thank you for your two pretty notices, and tell you that they are come all quite right with the rest. I don’t know whether you will approve of one alteration I ventured to make of the name Chironia into Erythræa, for I found Sir James Smith3, & the other modern botany books have changed the name, and say there is a decided distinction between the Chironia and Erythræa. I wish they would let it alone or at least not have separated Chironia from Centaurea but it can’t be helped, and I suppose we must conform to them, otherwise all the young ladies who go by MacGillivray’s Withering4 will be puzzled. I like your idea of notices of the Cathedrals very much indeed, I had thought of something of the kind for Winchester, but you will be surprised to hear how very few I have even seen, and it is only Winchester that I really know intimately, Salisbury a little, and I could get that up, and Exeter I have seen two or three times. Gloucester and Chichester I have just seen but not so as to be able to write about them. However you know enough to begin with when there is room and time, as there is no hurry perhaps some lights dawn on the others. Durham must indeed be interesting.
Our Cathedral was a scene of great interest yesterday, there was a sermon for the S[ociety for the] P[ropagation of the] G[ospel] society preached by the Bishop of Michigan1, and afterwards a meeting in the town at which both he and the Bishop of New York2 were present. It was a pleasure to see and hear such hard working, thorough going orthodox Bishops, giving one a glimpse of their strange New World. Tall, powerful men as well they may be when the Bp of Michigan said his diocese was the size of England. It was pleasant to see their veneration for everything English, the Cathedral struck them so very much, and it was a treat also to see their manner when they were introduced to Mr Keble, whom they were so delighted to meet. I do not think I have before told you how happy we are in having him for one of our nearest neighbours.
But I must conclude
Yours sincerely
C M Yonge
64. To Elizabeth Roberts
MS Huntington Library: Yonge Letters
Otterbourn
July 16th [1852]
My dear Madam,
I have been waiting to thank you for your last additions to the August Garland till I could send you the proof. I was provoked last month to find that the ‘Penny Post’ had forestalled us with the Angel of death and Sleep in prose, not half so pretty as yours, but I suppose we ought to wait a little, as the two magazines have a good deal the same kind of circulation. So would you be so kind as to send the proof of it straight back to me, instead of to Derby. I have not sent you the translation from Lavater3 because it is so much in the midst of the Conversation on the Catechism that I cannot cut it out, and the proof of that must go to Mr Keble who is now in the Isle of Wight, as I think it not safe to write on such subjects without some such revision and very happy I am to have it within reach. Mr Keble has not published anything of late but sermons and a paper or letter on Church subjects as needed, indeed I believe it was chiefly the desire to restore his Church that caused the Lyra Innocentium to see the light, in the North you are in a land of desecrated Abbeys, we have none very near us but Nettley, which I should think could not equal many others, I am sure it does not Glastonbury. But St Cross is more like a perfect monastery than anything we are in the habit of seeing in these days, and with Winchester College at hand we think ourselves well off indeed. I do not know whether you know that pretty collection of poetry called ‘Days and Seasons’4 where there is a poem on its 450th anniversary which is our great delight. It is full in my mind at present as last night was the occasion when Wykeham’s
seventy faithful boys’
in the summer twilight sing
Their sweet song of Home
Dulce Domum, and beautiful it was in the green meads, and grey quadrangles, the Chapel tower rising against the blue sky and Wykehamists young and old singing with all their hearts in or out of tune, at last, and hurraing with the feeling of home and holidays among them all.
I had nearly forgotten what I had long been meaning to tell you, as connected with your papers, that St Peter’s Day, I stood godmother in the College Chapel, to a little Margaret Helen, one of a family of fourteen beautiful children. Her little sisters ran about afterwards giving everyone a bunch of daisies to wear like a favour, and to each of her sponsors was given a pretty little Cross made of pressed daisies to keep in our prayer books.
Yours sincerely
C M Yonge
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