Word: letterings
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Dates: during 1880-1889
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...said that the London Times has received a letter from 350 Greek students, promising their sympathy with England in the event of a war with Russia...
...would seem like a most satisfactory condition of affairs, but the fickle heart of Boswell could never remain true to anyone. He hears Miss Blair is really in love with him after all, and straightway his heart goes out to her. But only for a week. On receiving a letter from Ireland, he tells us, "all the charms of sweet Mary Anne revived," and he became true to his old love once more. To cut a long story short, I would say, as sympathetically as possible, that he was finally jilted by "sweet Mary Anne...
...reason, so far as I can discover, that she was willing to marry him; this was so unusual a chance that he appears to have embraced it eagerly. His marriage, however, did not radically change him, and we are not surprised to read, a year after, in a brief letter written on a journey, that: "There is a Miss Silverton in the fly with me, an amiable creature who has been in France. I can unite little fondnessess with conjugal love." Boswell must have been a unique sort of travelling companion, for we find again: "I got into...
...Spring," sings the poet, "a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of love." Boswell's fancy was fixed on love during the whole twelve-month. His letters, unfortunately, do not begin until he is twenty, so that we are precluded from any view of his real life until that time; but after that age, we can trace, with a good deal of accuracy, the course of his thoughts. In the very first letter we plunge head-long into an account of one of his many attachments. It does not describe one of the important affairs...
...Boswell sent him the following "Instructions:" "Set out in the fly on Monday morning. Take tickets for Friday's fly. Eat some cold victuals. Wednesday. Breakfast at 8; return at nine; Thomas will bring you to Adamtown a little after eleven. Send up your name. Give Miss Blair my letter. Salute her and her mother; ask to walk. Talk of my mare, the purse, the chocolate. Tell, you are my very old and intimate friend. Praise me for my good qualities,- you know them; but talk also how odd, how inconstant, how impetuous, how much accustomed to women of intrigue...