3788. Robert Southey to Henry Herbert Southey, 27 January 1822
Address: To Dr Southey/ 15. Q. Anne Street/ Cavendish Square/ London
Stamped: KESWICK/ 298
Postmark: E/ 31 JA 31/ 1822
MS: Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford, MS. Don. d. 4. ALS; 3p.
Unpublished.
I hope your children
are not seriously ill. Indeed as you speak of them all together, I persuade myself that they have some epidemic or infectious complaint.
Can you tell x me how to remedy in its commencement a very unpleasant a weakness of the eyelids, which I well know may in its consequences be very distressing. About tea time Kate finds her lids disposed to close of themselves, they fall xxx half over her eyes, & she rubs them to keep them up, – the affection having nothing to do with drowsiness, – but evidently a weakness or relaxation of the muscles. I rub the lid with camphorated spirits of wine
& send her to bed early. Can I use any tonics, – local or general?
I have had a good deal of trouble in finding out the name of the frame maker. It is Mr W Haines 3 Boyle Street, Saville Row.
The drawings of my Aunt Mary, Tom, Edith May & Cuthbert, should be framed alike, in plain gilt frames, such as poor Nash preferred. The two miniatures
each in a case.
Except in the affair of Kates eyes which I hope may be remedied by being taken in time, we are going on well. Edith I think is in better health & spirits than she has been for many years, – a few months ago she was in worse, so as to give me very serious apprehensions. Edith May has still the same some kind of eruption – (by the by the lancet never arrived) – I hope we shall have an opportunity of sending her to Harrowgate ere long with Miss Hutchinson.
My book of the Church
is in the press, & I have lately made, – - guess what? – eight conundrums, – which may be seen at his Majestys Exchequer.
Lord B. if he calls me into the ring again,
will find me an ugly customer. I dare say he will be at me again, & shew plenty of Devil, – but shew as much as he will I shall get his head into chancery,
& weave away at him. – You remember the nursery song of the Pedlar & the Little Old Woman, how He cut her petticoats up to the knee – ?
This is what I have done to him, – I have cut his trowsers up to the ankle, & shown the cloven foot. – I have had two letters from strangers to thank me for what I have done.
Love to all – God bless you –
RS.
How is Mary-Anne?