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has happened, cujus pars magna fui, and which, at another crisis, I should have more rejoiced in. I am about to lose my old and only walkcompanion, whose mirthful spirits were the "youth of our house," Emma Isola. I have her here now for a little while, but she is too nervous, properly to be under such a roof, so she will make short visits,-be no more an inmate. With my perfect approval, and more than concurrence, she is to be wedded to Moxon, at the end of August-so "perish the roses and the flowers"-how is it?
Now to the brighter side. I am emancipated from the Westwoods, and I am with attentive people, and younger. I am three or four miles nearer the great city; coaches half-price less, and going always, of which I will avail myself. I have few friends left there, one or two though, most beloved. But London streets and faces cheer me inexpressibly, though not one known of the latter were remaining.
Thank you for your cordial reception of "Elia." Inter nos, the Ariadne is not a darling with me; several incongruous things are in it, but in the composition it served me as illustrative.
I want you in the "Popular Fallacies" to like the "Home that is no home," and "Rising with the lark."
I am feeble, but cheerful in this my genial hot weather. Walked sixteen miles yesterday. I can't read much in the summer time.
With my kindest love to all, and prayers
for dear Dorothy,
I remain most affectionately yours,
At Mr. Walden's, Church Street, Edmonton, Middlesex.
Moxon has introduced Emma to Rogers, and he smiles upon the project. I have given E. my MILTON (will you pardon me) in part of a portion. It hangs famously in his Murray. like shop.