Nobody Is Healthy In London, Nobody Can

I Am Certainly The Most Fortunate Creature That Ever Existed!

Let Other Pens Dwell On Guilt And Misery.

“i Often Think,” Said She, “that There Is Nothing So Bad As Parting With One's Friends. One Seems So Forlorn Without Them.”

He Could Not Forgive Her, But He Could Not Be Unfeeling. Though Condemning Her For The Past, And Considering It With High And Unjust Resentment, Though Perfectly Careless Of Her, And Though Becoming Attached To Another, Still He Could Not See Her Suffer, Without The Desire Of Giving Her Relief. It Was A Remainder Of Former Sentiment; It Was An Impulse Of Pure, Though Unacknowledged Friendship; It Was A Proof Of His Own Warm And Amiable Heart.

I Encourage Him To Be In His Garden As Often As Possible. Then He Has To Walk To Rosings Nearly Every Day. ... I Admit I Encourage Him In That Also.