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Autograph letter signed : London, to William Angus Knight, 1901 March 16.

BIB_ID
190247
Accession number
MA 8856.8
Creator
Smith, Florence Baird, 1827-1903.
Display Date
1901 March 16.
Credit line
Purchased by Pierpont Morgan, 1908.
Description
1 item (8 pages) ; 17.7 x 11.2 cm
Notes
Acquired as part of a large collection of letters addressed to William Angus Knight, Chair of Moral Philosophy at the University of St. Andrews and Wordsworth scholar. Items in the collection have been individually accessioned and cataloged.
Written on stationery engraved "81, Lexham Gardens, / Kensington, W."
Provenance
Purchased by Pierpont Morgan from William Angus Knight, 1908.
Summary
Relating news from London and explaining that she has been "...so easily wearied and of late, in one way or another the domesticities have swallowed me up, rather painful ones, mainly concerned with past or present-day servants...and alas there has been what one may call an epidemic among them of sorrowful circumstances, which in combination with this horrific war makes me feel very limp towards the usual interests of life, but I am ashamed of myself and must try to tackle the various calls of common life again; sending him "relics" of her father's relationship with Wordsworth and asks that if there is nothing there that he wishes to keep she would like it all returned; adding "For myself I can imagine no more affecting indication of the friendship between the Wordsworths and my Father than this morsel of unfinished letter, but I doubt its being of any use to your collection without the signature;" discussing the weather in London; commenting "We have no black fogs I am thankful to say now but the sadness of a grey fog must be accepted from time to time by dwellers in the valley of a great river;" saying she was sorry not to be in London when his daughter was there but that she was spending "a quiet month in Oxford. I had known the beautiful city well since girlhood in its seasons and fevers of gaiety - but - the quiet dropping in here and there to such a fulness of interest everywhere was a new and delightsome experience[.] Our lodgings were a good way from my Father's college, but I often got over to meditate in the gardens while waiting for friends by the Train. The meditations were not too sad as there are always plenty of gay little folks to brighten up the lovely pleasaunce;" sending her regards to his wife and daughter.