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A Memoir of the Reverend Sydney Smith
Letters 1818
Sydney Smith to Lord Grey, September 1818
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Chapter III
Chapter IV
Chapter V
Chapter VI
Chapter VII
Chapter VIII
Chapter IX
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September, 1818.
My dear Lord Grey,

Many thanks for the important information you have sent me, which I have forwarded to ——, whose children, I find, are better; but I hope he will not resume his security. I shall be very much surprised if it turns out that Stewart can stop the progress of ulcers found in the lungs; but the project of hardening

* Dr. Thompson of Edinburgh.

162MEMOIR OF THE REV. SYDNEY SMITH.
the lungs, by hardening their case, seems worth attending to. Most of the viscera can be got at, and improved, by topical applications,—liver, stomach, kidneys, etc.

I think I shall be able to make out a journey to the North this year. It will give me sincere pleasure to come to Howick; I have no doubt of a hearty welcome. The Duchess of Bedford is full of amusement and sense; but I need no other motive to visit Howick than the sincere respect and friendship I entertain for its inhabitants, whose acquaintance I find myself to have made (so human life slips on!) eleven years ago.

We have about two-thirds of a crop in this country, and I have a fine crop of Talavera wheat. The Granvilles are at Castle Howard, and all the Morpeths (no mean part of the population of Yorkshire) fully established there. The old Earl is young, athletic, and merry.

You had better write to the Duke of Norfolk about the seats of our friend Philips and his son, as they will both probably be hanged by the mob in cotton twist.

The Commissioner will have hard work with the Scotch atheists; they are said to be numerous this season, and in great force, from the irregular supply of rain.

I am by no means well this day, so I must leave off writing; I will write to you before I come, and hear from you before I set off.

Ever, my dear Lord, most truly yours,
Sydney Smith.