TALBOT7974

Rothay Bank. ¹
October the 16^th

My dear Papa,

The letter you forwarded to me from Emily Cockburn, contains a piece of news you never would guess – the marriage of one of our Edinburgh acquaintances, the most improbable person one could think of – in a word M^r Coventry is going to marry a young lady of 28 – a miss Pollen, daughter of an English clergyman, whose acquaintance he seems to have accidentally made at Harrogate. His friends cannot recover from their surprise at this sudden change of life, in one who apparently ledhad enjoyed such a happy existence, devoted to science and the arts, with every means of indulging his tastes, and who has waited to take such an important step till he is nearly 60. E. Cockburn mentions two other persons, unknown to us, about to follow this example, aged respectively sixty and seventy – She says everyone is quite marrying mad. – Tilly ² has been to Dabton ³ to meet M^r C.’s cousin, Colonel Clark Kennedy, ⁴ and his bride, ⁵ who is the daughter of Colonel Peregrine Cust ⁶(brother of the late Lord Brownlow}⁷ and niece of the Duke of Buccleugh. ⁸– We shall really go to Speddoch ⁹ on Tuesday, unless the state of the weather or some other cause quite prevent it, in which case you must make up your mind to receive us a day or two earlier at Lacock; But as the plan now stands we mean to leave Speddoch on Monday (tomorrow week) meet Mama ¹⁰, Ela ¹¹ and the rest at Oxenholme, sleep at Crewe, and be home on Tuesday, or Wednesday at latest, should we find it necessary to sleep two nights on the road. You will be glad to hear that Mamie’s ¹² face is much better, but she is still far from strong, and we shall be all most happy to find ourselves once more safe and comfortable at home. We have been lately enjoying some lovely days, warm as summer, and the country all so beautiful with autumn tints; – and then we have wished for you so much; but all the time it was raining you [illegible deletion] would have found it very tedious to be shut up in this small house, and at times the air has been as steamy and heavy almost as it can be at Lacock. Sir John Woodford ¹³ has played us quite false! – not only he never appeared last Sunday when we expected him, but he has never written a word since to explain the reason: So we can only conjecture that he is ill, poor man, or absent, voluntarily or otherwise. Has not reading so much about the Great Eastern ¹⁴ given you a great wish to go and see it? but I confess I was much disappointed at hearing that at its greatest speed it is not likely to go more than 18 or 20 miles an hour. They talked so much of it before hand, as to raise one’s expectations to something far more wonderful. And after all instead of its boasted immoveability it seems it can pitch and roll just like another ship. – Major Wake ¹⁵ called here a moment on his way to Leamington to take leave of poor M^rs Shakespear, ¹⁶ who was to start on her return to India last Wednesday taking her youngest child back with her. Her sister Lady Grant ¹⁷ accompanies her to Calcutta, and then will probably have to go on to Hong Kong to join her husband. What an immense journey!

Mama wishes me to say she received your two letters yesterday and today, and will write on Tuesday to tell you if we are gone. – The Lacock grapes were most excellent, and they have lasted till now.

Are you still thinking of Paris, and do you mean to flit before we return? I am so glad to think we shall soon be home to make you comfortable, for I am sure you do not take care of yourself, and do not make sufficiently good fires when it is damp and chilly. So hoping we shall all be snug together again before long,

believe me
your very affectionate daughter

Rosamond Talbot.

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H. F. Talbot Esq^re
Laock Abbey
Chippenham
Wiltshire.