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A Memoir of the Reverend Sydney Smith
Letters 1835
Sydney Smith to Saba Holland, 3 June 1835

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Combe Florey, June 3rd, 1835.
Dearest daughter,

Sixty-four years old today. If H—— and F—— in the estimation of the doctor, are better out of town,
we shall be happy to receive them here before your rural holidays begin; your children are my children.

A fall of wood, greater than any of the other falls has taken place; the little walnut-tree and the thorn removed, and a complete view up the valley, both from the library and drawing-room windows. Great opposition—the place would be entirely spoiled; and twelve hours after, an admission of immense improvement. You have seen, my dear Saba, such things as these at Combe Florey. We are both well: no events.

I am afraid of war; I go at once into violent opposition to any Ministry who go to war. What a long line are the —— of needy and rapacious villains! I thought old ——’s letter good and affecting.

I have bought two more ponies, so we are strong in pigmy quadrupeds; my three saddle-horses together cost me £43.10s., all perfect beauties, and warranted sound, wind and limb, and not a kick in them. Shall you ride when you come down? We are never without fires.

We are going through our usual course of jokes and dinners; one advantage of the country is, that a joke once established is good for ever; it is like the stuff which is denominated everlasting, and used as pantaloons by careful parents for their children. In London you expect a change of pleasantry; but M. and N. laugh more at my six-years-old jokes than they did when the jokes were in their infancy. Sir Thomas spoke at —— for two hours,—the Jew for one hour; the boys called out “Old clothes!” as he came into the town, and offered to sell him sealing-wax and slippers.


Give my kindest regards to your excellent husband, and believe me always, your affectionate father,

Sydney Smith.