Above all, I
refer his present purpose to that higher influence which has
followed him through all his mental wanderings, suggesting the
eager inquiries of his restless and dissatisfied spirit, and
finally leading it to this, its appointed goal. He writes to us in
high spirits from Germany, and his letters are very delightful.
Mrs. Siddons and Cecy are with Mrs. Kemble at Leamington. Mrs.
Harry Siddons is, I fear, but little better; she has had another
attack of erysipelas, and I am very anxious to get to her, but the
distance, and the dependence of all interesting young females in
London on the legs and leisure of chaperons, prevents me from
seeing her as often as I wish.
German is an arduous undertaking, and I have once more abandoned
it, not only on account of its difficulty, but because I do not at
present wish to enter upon the study of a foreign language, when I
am but just awakened to my radical ignorance of my own. God bless
you, dear H----.
Yours ever,
FANNY.
As long as I retained a home of my own, I resisted my friend's
half-expressed wish that I should destroy her letters; but when I ceased
to have any settled place of habitation, it became impossible to provide
for the safe-keeping of a mass of papers the accumulation of which
received additions every few days, and by degrees (for my courage failed
me very often in the task) my friend's letters were destroyed.
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