Memoir and Correspondence of Caroline HerschelHerschel, John, Mrs.
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Memoir and Correspondence of Caroline Herschel
Herschel, John, Mrs.
Herschel, Caroline Lucretia, 1750-1848
I am now going to direct the little parcel for Professor Swinden, and
likewise to Mr. Crommelin, jun., and to Professor Moll, at Utrecht, and
Gauss will not be forgotten as we go along.
I beg you will remember me to Miss Baldwin (who I hope is with you), and
particularly to Mr. Beckwith, whom I shall never be able to thank
sufficiently for the friendly care he has shown to me on all, and
especially on the last occasion of helping me on with my packages.
Farewell, my dear Lady Herschel, and let me hear soon that you and my
nephew are well.
Miss Baldwin will write, and of course she will inform me of her own and
all friends’ health, &c.
Ever your affectionate
CAR. HERSCHEL.
[Sidenote: 1822. _Arrival in Hanover._]
FROM MISS HERSCHEL TO LADY HERSCHEL.
HANOVER, _Oct. 30, 1822_.
MY DEAR LADY HERSCHEL,—
We arrived here at noon, on the 28th, without the least accident, but
not without the utmost exertion and extreme fatigue to both my brother
and myself, from which it will be some time before I shall get the
better, on account of the many visits of our friends, who come to
convince themselves of our safe arrival, of which I hope you will have
been informed long before this can reach you, as Mr. Quintain has
promised me to send you a line the moment he reaches London. He left
Hanover yesterday. I had wrote a letter in hopes he would have taken it,
but that was impossible, and the post from here has been changed from
Tuesday to Monday.
Mr. Hausmann called also here yesterday, and you may easily imagine that
many inquiries are made after you and my dear nephew by all those who
come near me, and I hope you will soon enable me, by a few lines, to
inform them of your welfare and health, and give me the comfort to know
that you have regained some of your former composure, after the late
melancholy change and unsettled state in which we all were involved.
I found Mrs. H. in personal appearance so different from what I had
imagined, that I can hardly believe her to be the same; she is just
sixty-three years of age, and suffers much from rheumatism, which has
taken away partially the use of her hands, but she is still of so
cheerful a disposition and so active by way of overcoming disease by
exercise, that I cannot wonder enough, and her reception of me was truly
gratifying; the handsomest rooms, three or four times larger than what I
have been used to, from which I can step in her own apartments, have
been prepared for me and furnished in the most elegant style. But I
cannot say that I feel well enough to enjoy all these good things nor be
able to show myself to those who wish to see me, at least not at
present.
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