Thanking her for the two volumes of her husband's sermons; saying he'd only heard Rev. Bray preach twice and believes that Rev. Bray's sonnets resemble those of Robert Herrick "...in their ease and musical flow;" telling her he is collecting "...Devonshire pixie stories as well as charms &c, and then comparing them with those of the Scandinavian and Saxon nations on one hand and the Celtic on the other;" inviting her to visit him at Lew Trenchard to see "...a curious oil painting we have there dating from the 17th Cent, I suppose, representing a festival of the Devonshire pixies. The elves are punting on a river in eggshells and crab's shells around the royal barge which seems to be a scooped-out pumpkin. A little Pixy is playing on a Jew's harp, and Jack o' lantern is perched on the bows with a crescet [sic] in his hand. In the distance other will o' whisps are lighting corpse candles ranged in a ring much like a druidical circle; whilst a train of elves are dancing out of the gates of a city. I must not forget to mention one little cobbold [sic] who is holding a red toad-stool over His Majesty's head to keep of [sic] the moon beams. The painting is very old, curious, and full of most strange details, & must be, I should think valuable, as illustrating the Devonshire tradition of our forefathers;" offering to provide her with "...extraordinary stories connected with Lew Trenchard & the adjoining parishes..." if she should begin a new work on Devonshire folklore.