To MRS. HENRY NELSON COLERIDGE, No. 10 Chester Place, Regent's Park, London.
Nab. May 18th, 1874.
Excuse me, I am the last man in the world that ought to be fidgety about not receiving of letters, and I am justly enough punished for my own frequent delinquencies in that line, but I really am uneasy about my last containing the papers about the income Tax. That you have received it, I know from Mrs. Richardson's letter. Perhaps there is some trouble or delay, I did not anticipate--I hope you are not ill. If it is not right, you would have informed me before now.
I have nothing more hopeful to relate of Dora. She is sometimes easy, and sometimes in considerable pain-- suffers most at night. She has been at her own request, fully informed of her state, and is not only resign'd but happy. Her parents bear up like Christians, but are quite absorb'd by their sorrow. I have not seen them--(excepting Mr. Words- worth on the road, as I told you before). I would gladly go, if I could be of any use or comfort, but the Doctor advises me not. They wish to see no one. If they should wish to speak to me, they will probably send for me. Poor William was over from Carlisle a day or two ago, to take leave. John was at Rydal lately and administered the sacrament to his sister, a trying duty which he well supported. From what I gather, I anticipate it will not be long be very long. God's will be done--
With love to Edith, I remain Dear Sister
In hope of a line
Your truly affectionate,
N. B. Mrs. Claude is returned, which is a great comfort to me.
To MRS. HENRY NELSON COLERIDGE.
Knowing that I deserved, and fully expected a sound rating for not answering your last about 'the Doctor', it will be some satisfaction, however, to you, that I did answer Mr.