BIB_ID
399453
Accession number
MA 8736
Creator
Northcote, Maria, active 19th century.
Display Date
1822 December 5.
Description
1 item (3 pages, with address) ; 22.3 x 18.4 cm
Notes
Address panel with intact seal and postmarks, addressed to "Miss Moore / James Carrick Moores Esqr / Stranraer / Galloway / NB."
Docketed.
Maria Northcote, the sister of the painter James Northcote, is sometimes referred to as "Mary Northcote."
Miss Moore was the daughter of the surgeon and biographer James Carrick Moore.
One of two letters in the Morgan collection from Maria Northcote to Miss Moore (see also MA 8735).
The painting of a child running that Maria Northcote describes in the early part of the letter corresponds to a portrait that James Northcote made of the young John Ruskin in 1822.
Docketed.
Maria Northcote, the sister of the painter James Northcote, is sometimes referred to as "Mary Northcote."
Miss Moore was the daughter of the surgeon and biographer James Carrick Moore.
One of two letters in the Morgan collection from Maria Northcote to Miss Moore (see also MA 8735).
The painting of a child running that Maria Northcote describes in the early part of the letter corresponds to a portrait that James Northcote made of the young John Ruskin in 1822.
Summary
Speaking enthusiastically of a painting that her brother has just finished, "a portrait of a beautiful Child of 4 years old, the son of a wine merchant he has painted him running with a little dog by his side [...] the parents of the child are delighted with the picture, he is now painting from the same Child a fancy picture, the Child is sitting on a bank and below is a Satyr taking a thorn out of his foot;" discussing an exhibition in Exeter to which Sir William Pole loaned a portait of himself painted by Northcote, and the sale of another painting by Northcote; mentioning that she has been spending time with Lady Knighton; commenting on her husband Sir William Knighton: "I have heard that Sir William is a great favorite with the King, Sir William has the honour to read the King to sleep, and collects all the little chat of the town to amuse him, [if?] this is called honours God defend me from them;" praising the work of Byron: "I have not read Byrons new plays but I wish to read them for I admire his writings, he certainly at present is by far the best writer we have, and his name will live when Walter Scott and all the others of the present time are totally forgotten;" commenting on how much she misses Miss Moore's company: "Oh how delighted I should be, could I but spend (if it was but one day) with you all, but it cannot be, I must wait with patience till you have saved mony enufe [sic] to come to London for I have little hope of ever seeing you all in Scotland, as my Brothers health is so precarious that I could not leave him for any length of time, I should be miserable."
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