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Letter from William Gunn to John Gunn
Add. MS a/659/24 · Item · 4 Aug. 1827
Parte de Additional Manuscripts a

Smallburgh.—Urges him to take care of his mental health, and refers in detail to his own difficulties in early life. Sends news of friends and family at Yarmouth.

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Smallburgh Saturday Aug. 4.

My dear John,

If I had not the present opportunity to avail myself of, I dare say I should [not] {1} have replied to your letter which I found here last night on my return from Yarmouth. The truth is I feel extremely anxious of the score of your health, I mean not only that of your body, but as to what is closely allied to it, that of your mind. A relaxation of employment and better living may secure both: of what use is care and assiduity without them? I once suffered greatly myself from a similar cause, and there is some similarity in our intellectual rudiments

My father {2} you have heard me say, bent {3} to adverse fortune at a period when I most wanted his assistance. He was respectable from situation and connections, of good parts and possessing talents for business. He never used any exercise throughout the day, in the evening he always indulged in convivial social society and it is difficulty† to say to which he was most addicted. From this way of life, he became extremely corpulent, which with frequent returns of gout, rendered him unfit for regular employment. No longer equal to it, his place of collector was taken from him when he was between 60, and 70, and as a proof that the commissioners respected his services, made him a sinecure office and he spent the last 7 years of his life in London. When the reverse abovementioned happened he was at Oxford, where [he] had been stationed two or three years, and he then possesesed† a small fortune, part of which was put out to a man at Burford who {4} (with the bondsman also became a Bankrupt,) and part in the funds. The profits of his place were limited, and when he died the wreck of his property consisted only of 200£ in the 4 P[e]r Cents. Professional views for me being at an end my father yielded to a speculative advanture, as prompted by a well meaning friend (which in the event proved a nullity)—and I after unavailing opposition, was placed in a way of life for a short period, to which I was compelled to yield, at too late an age, had I had† not survey’d it with feelings of utter disgust. Luckily or unluckily the family where I was, treated me with the kindness of a son, they being of independent fortune and indifferent as to business I was left to follow my own inclination and my time was spent not in study but in reading. I read and read from morning till night and often the contrary, with little profit to myself, for I had no one to superintend and direct me—my thoughts were desultory and my ideas were unclassified. The glutton of the stomach and of the head, suffer equally from indigestion. I suffered accordingly, I became to a great degree nervous, and from the age of 18 to 25 laboured under head aches in {5} (part from uneasiness from present suffering and future prospects) of the most afflictive kind.

I was obliged to abate of my constant amusement and though I could not always apply yet the passion for reading still survived and was employed in trifling things hostile to strength of mind and correctness of thought: the effect of which I have always yielded to ever since. At that time also as a resource from injured health, I was constant[ly] quacking myself to a bad purpose, and that from a nostrum then in great vogue, called Wards drop afterwards discovered to be a solution of corrosive sublimate of mercury. As soon as I was my own master I laid a plan of obtaining orders. In this having succeeded I was ordained on a title to Irstead and Barton. More solitariness of place and person is not to be conceived. The vulgar saying of being “dropt from the clouds” was truly applicable to my case. Without a friend or acquaintance, or even any one to exchange the commonest idea with I was resolved to accomodate† myself to things about me as well as determined [to] live within my income which was only 42 guineas a year and I would have done so had it been half that sum. Intending however that after taking priests orders, to remove to curacies in Surrey where my fathers connexions then were; Windsor I tasted {6} as a sort of Cannon a preference given from Mr Winfield my godfather a man of fortune (who lived there) and Dr Hurdis one of the Canons who from early life had known my father (his son was professor of poetry at Oxford) and Mrs Hurdis had been a schoolfellow at Lewes, of my mother. {6} This plan however the fates forbade; it was a year before I was in full orders, in that interval I had engaged the curacy of Sloely† also and felt a growing intimacy with Mr Norris of Barton and Mr Preston of Beeston, whose houses and confidence were in a manner mine. As these gentlemen were only half year birds, three winters went over my head without a complaint[.] I never ran in debt; I never received any thing from my father but the present of a gown and cassock, and one one of three guineas. My winters amusement was confined to the use of the Beeston library then a very good one and of which the key was intrusted to me in the absent of the family. After this you must call imagination in aid to fill up the outlines of my lot. After I had been 3 years at Irstead my father died, when I offered my Mother the profits of one of my curacies, or to share with me the apartments I had allotted to me in the house at Irstead. She preferred the latter. We lived together 3 years there, in 1779. The bishop without any solicitation of mine (almost without my knowledge), {8} gave me the two Hovetons, at the request of Mr Blofeld and at the same time the vicarage of Felmingham by that of Mr Norris (these were exchanged by B[isho]p Bagot in 1786 for Irstead and Barton.) In 1783 I obtained Sloely from George Lord Orford solely through the solicitation of George Cubitt. On receiving my first preferment there being no dwelling, and regular housekeeping too expensive for us, I made my mother some allowance, and she went to board with her neiece† Mrs Sundall {6} at Richmond—It happened too about the same time a great part of the Burford defalcation was fortunately recovered. {9} I little thought when I began of entering upon such a lengthy detail—to express what I meant in a few word[s]—I only intended to caution you as to your health—and that you preserve composure of spirit—& avoid the incorrectness which I have through life been the victim of. I have written so hastily as to render myself perhaps not always intelligible but you know what my heart towards you is. At present if you feel the weather equally annoying, you had better come among us till the heats abate. When do you plan taking your degree? I fear by your own account you will encounter much difficulty to suiting yourself with rooms—& if so it might be better with all their objections to continue where you are for another quarter. I yesterday deposited Catherine at Yarmouth. Harriet better than she was the last time I saw her[.] At Mr Turners, Mr König, keeper of the natural history, at the British Museum—a sensible man possessing that simplicity and honesty so estimable in the better part of the german character—he is a martyr to dispression† of spirits, and chews opium. Dr Hooker has not yet accepted the professorship of botany to the London institution which is offered to him.

In our way to Yarmouth we called on George Francis who gave us a basket of Apricots for Harriet. [About five lines have been scribbled over here, so as to render them illegible.] Francis also says, that R: Rising is likely to obtain a fellowship in his college, {10} Mr Johnson having finished his house intends inhabiting at michalemas†: I do not hear that Walham {6} is let.

I am
Y[ou]rs affectionately
W Gunn

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Two folded sheets. Dawson Turner has written ‘To Jno Gunn Esq.’ at the head and added the year ‘1827.’ below the date. A few short words or parts of words appear to have been omitted in haste, and there are a few other slips. The omissions have been supplied in square brackets, along with the missing letters of three words (‘Per’, ‘Bishop’, and ‘Yours’) abbreviated by superscript letters. There are also a number of irregular spellings, not all of which have been marked. There are several pencil crosses in the margin and on the portion of the guard attached to the second sheet, which were evidently made after the letter was bound.

{1} Omitted by mistake.

{2} Alexander Gunn, an excise officer.

{3} Probable reading.

{4} Preceded by an opening bracket, struck through. The succeeding bracket should have been deleted instead. Cf. the next note.

{5} The opening bracket should have been drawn before this word instead of after it.

{6} Reading uncertain.

{7} Naomi Hurdis was born at Bishopstone in Sussex.

{8} ‘(almost … knowledge)’ is interlined above ‘solicitation of’, but evidently belongs here.

{9} There is a larger space than usual between this sentence and the next.

{10} Pembroke College, Cambridge. This did not in the event happen, and Rising was called to Bar the following year. See Alumni Cantabrigienses.

† Sic.

Letter from Elizabeth Palgrave to Dawson Turner
TURN III/A/21/25 · Item · 29 Oct. 1823
Parte de Correspondence of Dawson Turner, Sir Francis Palgrave, and Hudson Gurney

22 Parliament Street, (London).—(29th.) Has been with her husband to call on Murray, where she read parts of Byron’s manuscript memoirs. Discusses the contents and her negative view of Byron’s character. Describes a boat journey to the Tower, and a visit to the White Tower.—(29th.) Has received his letter. Her husband has gone to the Tower again.

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22 Parliament Street Oct. 29. 1823.

My dear Papa /

Since you were kind enough to wish to hear from me whenever I should meet with any matter of interest to communicate, I will not close this day, which has afforded me some respite from my late engrossing household cares, without setting down what I have been able to remember, however little it may be, which may interest you to hear. My husband went this morning to the Chapter-House {1} in order to initiate his youngest Clerk into the mystery of decyphering the Rolls in that office, and as his morning was thus broken into, he devoted the remainder of it to assisting Mr Bayley {2} in procuring a publisher for his intended history of the City of London. For this purpose he went to Murray’s, and he was kind enough to take me with him. Mr Murray seems inclined to enter into Mr Bayley’s proposal—While he and Frank were talking of the expence etc. of the work, he was so obliging as to put into my hands the MS. of Lord Byron’s memoirs of his own life, which, with those of his other poems including the 2 first cantos of Don Juan, are carefully preserved in a coffre-fort in Mr Murray’s private room. I opened the pages accidentally at that part of his Lordship’s life which mentions his marriage, and I read it with the utmost interest and avidity. Lord Byron prefaces this portion of his MS. by professing his design of hurrying over it, as it is of all the most painful to record. He then, in the most cold-blooded and heartless manner, declares his little attachment to his wife at any time—not that he married her for her fortune, which in possession was small though in prospect large, while he settled his own more lavishly upon her—but he was snowed-up for a month in the country without another creature to whom he could make love in his way. It is grievous to read his declaration of indifference to his wife and of aversion to her mother, whom he never mentions but by the most opprobrious epithets. Nor does he ever call his wife by any name but that of “Miss Milbanke”.

I wonder that Mr Murray should allow these papers to be seen so freely. They contain the most severe remarks, not only on Sir Ralph Milbanke’s family, mode of life etc,—but all the families in the neighbourhood whom his Lordship met, are mentioned by name and classed in the wittiest but most cruel manner. Lord Byron evidently set his mind to evil—he takes delight in recording his own wickedness, and in the most perverted of all feelings—that of exposing and degrading his wife. A leading trait in his memoirs, is the extreme pleasure he takes in levelling, as far as he can, those who are eminent for virtue to his own standard. Some unworthy anecdotes of Dr Paley, he records with evident delight. Throughout the whole he seeks to harden his own heart. Even when relating his wife’s confinement he barely mentions her or his child with interest, but dwells on every annoyance from her mother and the detested Mrs Clermont, {3} and on every offensive and degrading circumstance. As far as good can be compared with evil, I should say that Lord Byron’s mode of writing bears great resemblance to Mr Hudson Gurney’s, for strength, clearness and quaintness.—But all the power of his mind seems forcibly turned to do evil only. And if bad passions unrestrained can account for his conduct, yet in committing such a testimony of himself to the world, he must have been actuated by motives so perverted as to be really unaccountable.

Mr Murray begged me to thank you for a present of game which he had received.

From his house we went to Gifford’s, {4} but he was too unwell to see any one. The next Quarterly will be published in December. We then took boat and went down to the Tower to acquaint Mr Bayley with Murray’s communication. This ease of going by water is very agreeable to us. The distance is lessened, the conveyance is cheap, and the views on the river would make it a pleasure to go thus, were it merely to look at them. Then the bridges too are such noble features. I think Westminster and Blackfriars are both very elegant, and old London bridge with its broken and time-stained piers and its immense feet through which the water struggles and dashes, is well contrasted with its new cast iron neighbour, which, though ugly enough from its materials, yet has a peculiar character of lightness as it crosses the Thames in three great strides. But the level top of Waterloo bridge, and its admirable granite fabric set it far above all the rest.—We landed at London bridge and went in front of the new Custom house—where the view, with that noble building, the concourse and variety of people, of goods and shipping, is more what we imagine of Venice than of an English capital. We looked at the front of St Magnus’ church. The tower, originally solid, has been excavated to allow of a current for the stream of population which throng before and through it. The operation has been beautifully performed. They found, when considering its practicability, that Sir Christopher Wren, in building the Church, had foreseen the possible desireability of such an alteration, and had set the massy Tower so firmly on four piers connected above by a vaulted roof, that the edifice stood steady and uninjured when the walls were removed. I think this gives a noble idea of Sir Christopher Wren’s mind.

Just within the Tower-walls, we met Mr Petrie, who congratulated us both very kindly. He is recovering, but he is much shrunk. After talking with Mr Bayley, we went over the White Tower and looked at the curious Norman chapel occupying the 2nd and 3d story. As the only entirely unaltered building of the date in England, it is very interesting. There is so much resemblance in the columns and capitals to Gournay and St. Georges, that it almost seems as if the same workmen had been employed. By the bye, I need not make a marvel of this, for Mr Bayley in his history of the Tower, says that a monk from the abbey of Bec was employed in building this chapel.

Oct. 30. The post this morning has just brought me your very kind letter, dear Papa. I do thank you sincerely for it. The pleasure it has given me is indeed very great, and more than doubled by your saying that you found it “a comfort” to write to me. Pray do not think, employed as I know you are, of returning my letters, whenever it may be inconvenient to you. Frank desired I would remember him most kindly to all before he started for the Tower this morning. He is gone in a dismal pouring rain, with only the chance of meeting with a coach. In this weather there is certainly “enough of water” without going on the river. I am very sorry that he is obliged to take these long daily excursions, especially since he cannot return till past 5 o’clock, when it is just dark. But unless he goes, he loses not only his own work but that of his 2nd Clerk, who is not trusted at present with the Rolls except under his master’s eye.

I am sorry not to be able to procure a frank. I should have liked to write to Mamma and the dear girls. My husband called yesterday on Mr Wynne, {5} intending to ask him for a cover, but he is not in London. I have received a beautiful present of ornamental china {6} from Mr Gunn, with a very kind letter. If I cannot write sooner, I will send our thanks by Barclay’s parcel.

Again, my dear Papa, I beg you to accept my thanks for your letter. It is very good of my family to write so often—and the receiving and answering their dear letters, is quite a happiness to me in my morning solitude. My best love to all.

Your very affectionate child,
E. Palgrave.

Mr Dibdin and Mrs Douce called yesterday while we were out. I shall be exceedingly glad to receive Mamma’s letter and advice.

[Superscription:] Oct 29. 1823. | To / | Dawson Turner Esqre | Yarmouth | Norfolk
[Postmark:] OC | X 20 | 1823
[Postal fee:] 11

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{1} The chapter-house of Westminster Abbey, a repository of state records till 1863.

{2} John Bayley, chief clerk of the Record Office in the Tower. His History and Antiquities of the Tower of London was published by T. Cadell in two parts in 1821 and 1825.

{3} Claire Clairmont.

{4} 6 St James’s Street, the home of William Gifford, editor of the Quarterly Review.

{5} Charles Williams-Wynn

{6} A wedding present.

Letter from Sir Edward W. Corry Astley to Dawson Turner(?)
Add. MS a/659/33 · Item · 1833
Parte de Additional Manuscripts a

Vicarage, Gorleston.—Thanks him for his invitation. Will wait on him tomorrow.

(Dated Wednesday. Turner has added the year ‘1833’ at the head.)

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Vicarage | Gorleston {1}
Wednesday Morn[in]g

Dear Sir /

Pray accept my best thanks for your polite Note, and very Friendly Invitation, and as you are so Kind to allow me to name the day, I shall have great pleasure in waiting on You tomorrow.―

Believe me

Very truly Yours
E: W: C: Astley―

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Black-edged paper. Dawson Turner has added at the top in ink, ‘1833’, and in pencil, ‘B?’, the significance of which is unclear. The letters missing from one word abbreviated by a superscript letter have been supplied in square brackets.

{1} The vicar of Gorleston from 1832 to 1841 was William Gunn, the father-in-law of Dawson Turner’s daughter Harriet. Members of the Astley family had been patrons of the living since the 18th century. Gunn had been presented by Lucy Browne (née Astley), the widow of Thomas Browne, the previous incumbent, formerly Master of Christ’s College, Cambridge.