looking and seeming well. Archdeacon Groome,
who saw him lately, thought he looked very jaded:
which I could not wonder at. Donne, however,
writes as if in good Spirits -- brave Man as he is --
and I hope you will be able to tell me that he is not
so much amiss. He said that he was to be at the
Wedding.

You will tell me too how long you remain in Eng-
land; I fancy, till Winter: and then you will go to
Rome again, with its new Dynasty installed in it. I
fancy I should not like that so well as the old; but
I suppose it's better for the Country.

I see my Namesake (Percy) Fitzgerald advertises
a Book about the Kembles. That I shall manage to
get sight of. He made far too long work of Garrick.
I should have thought the Booksellers did not find
that pay, judging by the price to which Garrick soon
came down. Half of it would have been enough.

Now I am going for a Sail on the famous River
Deben, to pass by the same fields of green Wheat,
Barley, Rye, and Beet-root, and come back to the
same Dinner. Positively the only new thing we
have in Woodbridge is a Waxen Bust (Lady, of
course) at the little Hairdresser's opposite. She
turns slowly round, to our wonder and delight; and
I caught the little Barber the other day in the very
Act of winding her up to run her daily Stage of Duty.
Well; she has not got to answer Letters, as poor Mrs.
Kemble must do to hers always sincerely
E. F. G.

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