. Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. f excuses. This, however, is the mere effect of his activ-ity of thought, and his aiming at being clever and ingen-ious. Pie is exceedingly amiable toward children. Allhere love him most dearly: and your namesake takesupon her all the duties of his mother and darling friend,with all the mothers love and fondness. He is very fondof her; but it is very pretty to hear how, without anyone set declaration of his attaclunent to Mrs. Wilson andMr. Jackson, his love for them continually breaks out— so many things remind him of them, and in the coachhe talked to th
. Letters of Samuel Taylor Coleridge. f excuses. This, however, is the mere effect of his activ-ity of thought, and his aiming at being clever and ingen-ious. Pie is exceedingly amiable toward children. Allhere love him most dearly: and your namesake takesupon her all the duties of his mother and darling friend,with all the mothers love and fondness. He is very fondof her; but it is very pretty to hear how, without anyone set declaration of his attaclunent to Mrs. Wilson andMr. Jackson, his love for them continually breaks out— so many things remind him of them, and in the coachhe talked to the strangers of them just as if everybodymust know Mr. J. and Mrs. W. His letter is only halfwritten ; so cannot go to-day. We all wish you a merryChristmas and many following ones. Concerning theLondon Lectures, we are to discuss it, William and I, thisevening, and I shall write you at full the day after to-morrow. To-morrow there is no post, but this letter I1 The Foster-Mothers Tale, Poetical Works, 1893,p. 83, Hartley Coleridtre. 1807] TO HARTLEY COLERIDGE 511 mean merely as bearer of the tidings of our safe am better than usual. Hartley has coughed a littleevery morning since he left Greta Hall; but only such alittle cough as you heard from him at the door. He isin high health. All the children have the hooping cough;but in an exceedingly mild degree. Neither SarahHutchinson nor I ever remember to have had it. Hart-ley is made to keep at a distance from them, and only toplay with Johnny in the open air. I found my spice-megs ; but many papers I miss. The post boy waits. My love to Mrs. Lovell, to Southey and Edith, and be-lieve me anxiously and for ever, Your sincere friend S. T. Coleridge. CLXIII. TO HARTLEY COLERIDGE, ^TAT. X.^ April 3, 1807. My dear Boy, — In all human beings good and badqualities are not only found together, side by side, as itwere, but they actually tend to produce each other; atleast they must be considered as twins of a commonparent, an
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