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Memoir of John Murray
Lady Charlotte Dacre to John Murray, 27 May 1835
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Preface
Vol. 1 Contents
Chapter I.
Chapter II.
Chapter III.
Chapter IV.
Chapter V.
Chapter VI.
Chapter VII.
Chapter VIII.
Chapter IX.
Chapter X.
Chapter XI.
Chapter XII.
Chapter XIII.
Chapter XIV.
Chapter XV.
Chapter XVI.
Chapter XVII.
Chapter XVIII.
Chapter XIX.
Vol. 2 Contents
Chap. XX.
Chap. XXI.
Chap. XXII.
Chap. XXIII.
Chap. XXIV.
Chap. XXV.
Chap. XXVI.
Chap. XXVII.
Chap. XXVIII.
Chap. XXIX.
Chap. XXX.
Chap. XXXI.
Chap. XXXII.
Chap. XXXIII.
Chap. XXXIV.
Chap. XXXV.
Chap. XXXVI.
Chap. XXXVII.
Index
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May 27th, 1835.

Thousands of thanks, dear Mr. Murray, for allowing us to read those sheets of the wonderful Fanny’sJournal’ in their rough state. I cannot tell you the entertainment they have proved to Lord Dacre, and how strongly they interest me, who have always been a greater enthusiast about her than he has. The depth of thought, the vigour of writing, the high tone of poetry in her descriptions, the absolute reality of all she portrays, make her work enchanting and piquant in the extreme. One sees her own
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self, with her peculiarities, her great qualities and her faults, in every page. That little nostril tucking up more than its fellow is before me in all the sarcastic flings and droll passages. I hear her deep melodious voice in her descriptions of the sea, with her particular pronunciation of the first vowel. Oh, that I may really ever hear it again! We have not heard her side of the story—she cannot be so wrong towards her parents; as in all quarrels both are to blame, depend upon it; and there are two violent tempers among them we are pretty well assured of. In short, I cannot give up my Fanny. Her extraordinary powers of mind enthrall me too forcibly.

I am a little amused by her leaving in all her breakfasts, dinners, and suppers, goings to bed and gettings up, puttings out of her dresses for acting, and recording every stitch she sets in that nightcap (which must be the most richly embroidered in the world); while she gives us so many stars for passages omitted, where sometimes one’s curiosity is excited. I want to know which of her Mr. ——’s is Mr. Butler. I think it must be the sender of nosegays. The vigorous style shows the advantage of having studied the older authors as she has done. I wish she would not “progress.” How I hate that word as a verb. A few more American expressions I would fain change for the honest English she delights in. But I am chatting as if I were sitting in your own library.

Yours truly,
B. Dacre.