is about to edit Carlyle Letters to Emerson, and
whom I should not like to see going to his work with
such an 'Animus' toward his Fellow-Editor.

Yours always,
E. F.G.

Faites, s'il vous plait, mes petits Compliments à
Madame Wister.

ALDEBURGH: Sept. 1 [1882.]

MY DEAR MRS. KEMBLE:
Still by the Sea -- from which I saw The Harvest
Moon rise for three nights' Fullness. And to-day is so
wet that I shall try and pay you my plenilunal due --
not much to your satisfaction; for the Wet really gets
into one's Brain and Spirits, and I have as little to
write of as ever any Full Moon ever brought me.
And yet, if I accomplish my letter, and 'take it to
the Barber's,' where I sadly want to go, and, after
being wrought on by him, post my letter -- why, you
will, by your Laws, be obliged to answer it. Perhaps
you may have a little to tell me of yourself in requital
for the very little you have to hear of me.

I have made a new Acquaintance here. Professor
Fawcett (Postmaster General, I am told) married a
Daughter of one Newson Garrett of this Place, who
is also Father of your Doctor Anderson. Well, the
Professor (who was utterly blinded by the Discharge

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