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74) "au fond," spoke four languages, | 74) "au fond," spoke four languages, & on top of it all was excessively modest. Then there was Gen. & Mrs McKivor, of N.Y. The Gen was very attentive t̶o̶ ̶m̶e̶, & had the most absurd way of inviting himself to take a ride in the phaeton with me. He would say, "come now Miss Julia, let us take a nice ride this afternoon," & of course I had to let him go; he told me all his love affairs, which were very amusing. I can sketch very well from nature now, which is a great satisfaction. I have done the gates twice, "the fort" three times, St Georges street, the church, the wharf, a small view of the town, some houses, & a tree with moss on it; - these are all I have been able so far to do out of doors, for it tires me dreadfully. We intend to leave here this week, go up the river to Enterprize, then to New York for a week, arriving home about the middle of April; where we shall stay till about the tenth of June | ||
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when | when Sister wishes to sail for Europe. I am so unhappy about it, for I dont want to go abroad again atall, or at least not till September; but Sister wants to travel in England & Switzerland during the Summer, & of course we have to go. - Uncle Nick is to be married in May. I expected Minnie would have made a grand row when she heard about it, but all she said is this, "I was pretty mad at first, but I got over it as I generally do, & hope as Mlle Steiner says, it will be all for the best." In her last letter Miss Wolfe had just sent her a gorgeous locket, with Uncle Nick's picture on one side & her own on the other. It has been wretchedly cold here for Florida, & altogether the Winter has been very different, & not half as nice, as when we were here three years ago; still I like St Augustine, & every one does, & generally without knowing why; one is bored to death half the time, & yet fascinated with the place; it is so quaint, old, & different from any other place in America. - My breath is so short I can hardly get up stairs. - |
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74) "au fond," spoke four languages, & on top of it all was excessively modest. Then there was Gen. & Mrs McKivor, of N.Y. The Gen was very attentive t̶o̶ ̶m̶e̶, & had the most absurd way of inviting himself to take a ride in the phaeton with me. He would say, "come now Miss Julia, let us take a nice ride this afternoon," & of course I had to let him go; he told me all his love affairs, which were very amusing. I can sketch very well from nature now, which is a great satisfaction. I have done the gates twice, "the fort" three times, St Georges street, the church, the wharf, a small view of the town, some houses, & a tree with moss on it; - these are all I have been able so far to do out of doors, for it tires me dreadfully. We intend to leave here this week, go up the river to Enterprize, then to New York for a week, arriving home about the middle of April; where we shall stay till about the tenth of June
(75 when Sister wishes to sail for Europe. I am so unhappy about it, for I dont want to go abroad again atall, or at least not till September; but Sister wants to travel in England & Switzerland during the Summer, & of course we have to go. - Uncle Nick is to be married in May. I expected Minnie would have made a grand row when she heard about it, but all she said is this, "I was pretty mad at first, but I got over it as I generally do, & hope as Mlle Steiner says, it will be all for the best." In her last letter Miss Wolfe had just sent her a gorgeous locket, with Uncle Nick's picture on one side & her own on the other. It has been wretchedly cold here for Florida, & altogether the Winter has been very different, & not half as nice, as when we were here three years ago; still I like St Augustine, & every one does, & generally without knowing why; one is bored to death half the time, & yet fascinated with the place; it is so quaint, old, & different from any other place in America. - My breath is so short I can hardly get up stairs. -