From H. E. Darwin to Emma Darwin 22 [February] 1870

Alassio

Tuesday 22nd. 70

Dear Mother—

As I wrote such a shabby scrap in Godfrey's letter I'll send another [shred] via Hope— The sun is shining beautiful & the squall seems to have cleared the atmosphere, so I think [legs] [volente] we shall have a [nicey] walk up the olive slopes— We enjoy getting back to our olives from the reign of vines v.m. I'm sorry to say Marie has developed neuralgia which is v. aggravating—& I feel I might as well have had [Anne] as far as that goes— Mercifully she doesn't seem ill with it— She has curiously little go in her—& I can't understand it, for she is not the least a lady so she has no refined feelings to combat with. I really believe she minds more going & asking things than I do—& as she can talk french, I can't thk why it is— She alw. repeats to me what the courriers & cochers say to her, alw. with bursts of giggles—even if it is only, ""Bonjour Madlle.—il fait mauvais temps aujourdhui."" mais oui M. je lui ai repondu—" The cochers here were too shy to have dinner with Marie alone—& sent for Mme. to come & [tenir] [compagnies] à Mlle.— She is getting a [bowing] acquaintance with them all now. stopping so long on the riviera— I'm getting greedy for my San Remo letters of which I hope I shall get a batch— I spose u are a quiet trio now except for yr. Sundays. We were very lucky in getting Gladstones speech in Genoa before we left—we read it out every drop & a third of it made my throat feel qu scraped & sore  How Oh how can he marshall all those facts in due order in his mind—ready to be given out with such perfect clearness. He is a wonderful man spite of his being a High Churchman & writing a book abt Homer— We did have a most charming walk this afternoon. The squall & fall of snow on the mountains completely cleared the air & we had brilliant sunshine & a beautiful many coloured sea all over white—horses— we went up to a little town about an hour from here where I parted company from Godfrey & Amy & went on alone to a col— I was a little [frittened] of going thro' the town—many people addressed me in an unknown tongue to wh. I responded Buon giorno & passed on—thy vehemently tried to make me turn back, but I was so bold as to thk I knew best when I wanted to go & hold on till I got to my col where I looked down on a net work of valleys with little towns & church steeples, & beyond a beautiful amphitheatre of snow mountains cutting clear against the sky— I daren't stay v. long firstly becos I'd [no] time to spare & nextly cos I was so hot & the wind was keen as a knife— They only gave me half an hour—25 min of wh. I used

in [mounting] as hard as I cd. go— I never went up a hill so quick & puffed like a grampus when I got to the top. All the donkey girls & men stared so I'm sure a tourist doesn't get up there once in 10 years— I found afterwards that when G. & A. toiled as far as the town everybody came out to explain tht I was gone first & they must make haste & follow me with gt. excitement— They explained they didn't mean to & sat down to draw & there I found them when we came back. Then out came all the children from school & drawing was impos so we went off a long meander home [egarering] ourselves à la Mentone in the Olives—& meeting such a picturesque flock of biblical looking black & white sheep with a brown shepherdess who stared at us well— The people seem a v. [illeg] race here & not to have any ill feeling at sea all over white—horses, we went up to a little town about an hour from here [illeg]

Goodbye | Had such a good dinner & [illeg] to bed— Yours | H

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