‘How different your still, noiseless dwelling must be to ours at present! Not that we have much noise, but sometimes so much seems going on. Yesterday M---- A---- D---- and a young cousin came in the morning; then before they had left Cousin M---- E---- and four fine children, then Uncle St. George and his wife. All this before luncheon; others came after it; and I went to the Poorhouse, and then lodging-hunting with Uncle St. George. He _is_ so sweet and loving and good.... He delights Grandmamma.’