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199.To Ann Maria Carter Smith


MS Westcountry Studies Library, Exeter/ Yonge 1859/ 51
Otterbourne, Winchester

June 4th 1859


My dear Miss Smith,

I enclose the Greenwich division of Frances. You see necessity drove me into splitting her into smaller fractions than I like, but I could not help it, and I can give you a most notable account of her popularity, everyone is delighted with her, and most especially those who are used to work of her description, which is the very best testimony to her excellent portrait painting. I hope you will let me have another of your stories. It is a most presumptuously long time beforehand to talk of it, but if I might look forward to a nice long one, about Christmas twelvemonth, it would be just what I should like, and I should like to consider it as settled, because it is needful to take one’s place so long beforehand that I might get hampered with what I should not like as well. I own to not being as fond of the Wynnes as of Aggesden, though there is a great deal that is very good and nice in it, but I have come to share your sister’s indignation against Mr Wynne, and I think as far as I have seen that though in large families the youngest does get over indulged and disagreeable, the well established family atmosphere and public opinion hinders him from being as insolent and bad as Gordon - younger boys so imitate their elders that the brother’s habits would be caught insensibly. I expect Elizabeth to come to great perfection, but I cannot make out what you mean to do with the Cradocks.


Do you know Miss Florence Wilford, Colonel Wilford’s third daughter, and a neighbour of yours at Woolwich? I felt strongly tempted to betray you to her the other day, and I hope you will give me credit for having only said I had read a story by a neighbour of hers when I asked whether the artillery ever used to go to India which they did not till the last war
yours sincerely

C M Yonge


200.To Ann Maria Carter Smith


MS Westcountry Studies Library, Exeter/ Yonge 1859/72
Otterbourne, Winchester.

June 24th 1859


My dear Miss Smith

Here is £8.. 4 for your kind help in the course of the last half year. I think Frances has been entirely successful. The sole criticism I have heard is that she might have found plenty of misery at the West End - but then as her father was a landowner in the East, I think she had every call thither.


Thank you for your promise of a story for that far away date Christmas twelve month. I did mean one of the Aggesden kind of length, but I think stories settle their own length better than one can do it for them beforehand.
I hope Mr Parker will soon think the times good enough for Aggesden
[the rest missing with the signature]

201.To Ann Maria Carter Smith


MS Westcountry Studies Library, Exeter/ Yonge 1859/81
Otterbourne, Winchester.

June 28 1859


My dear Miss Smith

Many thanks for your pretty old style story, which has a great sweetness about it, and I shall be very glad to get in when I can. 2 One thing - does it not make a confusion that Isabella calls Mrs Margaret Aunt, and one other - would a lady whose daughter died under 50 speak of her as an old woman? It is not like the lady of 100 who losing a daughter of 80, said ‘Ah! poor girl, I knew I never should rear her’. And is not the grandson rather unnecessarily old? If 28, the daughter must have married very young. But this is all nothing, and the story is beautiful, the recognition most especially so. I fear I shall have to keep it some time and all I can say is that you are used to your patience being tried. Margaret’s contentment is so pretty


[signature missing]

202.To Ann Maria Carter Smith


MS Westcountry Studies Library, Exeter/ Yonge 1859/93
Otterbourne Winchester.

July 11th 1859


My dear Miss Smith,

I am sorry this came just too late to send to you at home as you wished. It was too late to write and hurry the people at Derby to print it, so I could only wait for the chance of its coming in time. The last thing I heard about it was from the writer of the Cheshire Pilgrims1 Frances Dysart is delightful.2 I am glad you are going to have a little breathing time out of London. You see I shall have another proof in a month’s time to send you


yours sincerely

C M Yonge


203.To Elizabeth Barnett


MS location unknown. This fragment printed in Romanes, Appreciation, 87.
[Puslinch]

[September 1859]


It is nine years since I had been here. . . . All is much the same, and the ways of the house, sounds and sights, walks and church-going, are all unaltered. And there is all the exceeding pleasure of the old terms, the playful half teasing and scolding, and being set down for nonsense, and oh, above all, Uncle Yonge - having more of the father to me than any one could have, though very, very different - but to him Papa looked up, and of him I used to be more afraid than anyone; and this makes it the most pleasant thing to be with him, and get the kind, merry words that are more to 'William's daughter' than to anything else,not at all to the authoress, for it is rather a joke here. He has some elements of Humfrey in him, chiefly the kindly common sense, and the sense of duty which is indeed a good heritage.3 But it is the first time I ever saw his grey head here without the other silver head that used to be inseparable from it. I have often been here without Mamma, but never without Papa, and you know how to him Devon was like a schoolboy's home, and we used to be so very happy together. . . .
I have left all work behind, and feel as if I were living my own life instead of that of my people, and being the old original Charlotte instead of Miss Yonge.

204.To Elizabeth Barnett


MS location unknown. This fragment printed in Romanes, Appreciation, 88-9.
[Otterbourne]

September1859]


That visit was on the whole so delicious, and leaves such a sunny impression on my mind, that it is strange to remember the spots of yearning recollection and the great pang of going away. Not that I was not glad to get back . . .but when one looked back to the last time of parting in the full hope of being together the next year, and remembered that nine such years passed before the next visit, and that it was with two such gaps, one's heart could not but sink. But it was a happy time and a reassuring one, for I set out with a sense that 'winds had rent my sheltering bowers,' knowing that my uncle had had a good deal of illness1 . . . but when I got there it was so like old times, and Uncle Yonge so bright and well and exactly like his old self, that it was quite a happy surprise, and, whatever happens, the recollection of that visit will have been a gain.


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