August 14th
My dear Mr. Faraday
Though you and Mrs. Faraday will not try how this pretty spot would suit a philosopher I hope you have found Norwood agreeable, and enjoyed picnics with my friends the Gypsies, whom I never see without thinking it would be pleasant to pass a summer under their tents. We have had a great deal of thunder and lightning this summer; and one storm in which the hail fell far larger than I had ever seen, the stones were like hazel nuts, and rejoiced the glaziers of the neighbourhood. We had a too short but very agreeable visit from our friends the Lyells2 lately; he finds books in the running brooks, sermons in stones, and good in every thing; and she is interested in all that interests him. They are now geologising in the Hartz Mountains, or Saxon Switzerland3. I often I think over the delightful lectures I heard last spring4, and only wish I could remember and understand every word of them, for they encrease my stock of happiness, for which I feel grateful to you. I trust that (if not sooner) I shall have the pleasure of seeing you and Mrs. Faraday, to whom I beg my kind regards, next winter in health & happiness.
Believe me dear Mr. Faraday | Your’s Most Sincerely | Harriet Moore
The Cedars | Sunning Hill | Berks
My sister5 I am happy to say has somewhat improved since she left London.
LYELL, Charles (1881): Life, Letters and Journals of Sir Charles Lyell, 2 volumes, London.
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