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Hannah More to William Wilberforce

I never so much as heard of Howe’s Treatise on delighting in God – O give me a Book which will teach me to do so! The very name gets one an Appetite, or rather makes one long to get it. – Indeed I read little of Spiritual things, and of other things scarcely one Word. I am something like a gouty or intemperate General Officer, I am either in my bed or in the Field; pain and Action pretty equally divide my life between them, with some preponderance, however, I thank God on the latter side, but reading and writing are things almost as much out of the question with me as with the poor savages I live with, for if I am well enough to be up I am well enough to be out, in a general way.

Hannah More to William Wilberforce

Mrs. W and all of you must have thought me if not “rather a kind of imposter”, yet rather a kind of a brute not to have written a word since we parted, so kind as you all were to me! But I know how you are overdone with writing and I spare you every unnecessary line. To speak the truth I have been a little worked myself and for the few last days have been confined to my bed by one of my feverish colds; I am sitting up a little to day but not in very good writing plight having a blister on my back as broad as little William’s face. I wonder if I shall ever see that said little William? – To thank you over-warmly for your feeling and affectionate letter would be to imply that it was possible I coud have suspected your large liberality and considerate kindness . I shall obey you by dedicating Mrs. Barnards kind legacy to the purchase of a post Chaise, and her Annuity to the maintaining it . I hope I shall keep within the limits of your allowance. Any two periods of the year it will be the same to me to receive it. Christmas and Midsummer are my usual grand seasons, but if a Month or two or three later will suit you better, I can manage as I shall have some money of my own to take.

Hannah More to William Wilberforce

An inflammation in my eyes making a part of my indisposition compells me to end –

Hannah More to Marianne Sykes Thornton, April 5th 1809

I write a few lines to thank you for your kind solicitude about me, when you yourself were probably suffering so much more. Mrs. R. T. confirms the account of your very oppressive cold, Which I hope /will be removd by/ the blessing of God on this fine change in the weather, for it is now raining green pease and goosebery Tarts: and our grass, which on Sunday was as brown as a Mat is now as green as an Emerald. I thank God my fever has given way and I am again much better, tho I had an ague fit the night before last, as I generally have on every change of weather. I heartily rejoyce at the improvd account of Mr. T. Lady Waldegrave who spent a long day here Yesterday (which prevented my writing) thinks he looks tolerably. In addition to her heavy sorrows,2 she is now involv’d in two or three /law/ suits which are this moment trying at Our Assizes, and in which, as her Antagonist (her late Steward) a friend of Mr. Bere’s3 a deep designing Man has made a party against her, I fear she will be cast. Every thing however which relates to money is a trifle compared with her other causes of sorrow.4

Hannah More to Marianne Sykes Thornton, 28 November 1814

This is my first letter since my visitation. – not but that I could write, for my Sword Arm escaped the fire. But thro’ the extreme and undeserved kindness of my friends, I suppose there have been not much less than a hundred letters of inquiry to answer, and tho it sadly overloads P. who is not well and assisted by S – yet I forbear writing to those to whom I wishd that I might conscientiously say I had written to none – this has given me a little time for my other business. I have generally managed in the same way with visitors, which I believe includes every creature /(visitible)/ within ten Miles, so that having so good an excuse I have rather gained time than lost.

Hannah More to Marianne Sykes Thornton, 28 November 1814

How mercifully have I been dealt with! and how often has that promise occurred to me – ‘When thou passest thro the fire’ &c! I often wonder I was not more overcome with terror at seeing myself one Sheet of flame. Miss Roberts’s grievous wounds, for she was entirely burnt from her wrists to her fingers ends and was obliged to have her ring filed off, are healed sooner than my slight ones. My shoulder and Arm only were burnt, not a single thread of the Sleeve of my Chemise remained; it is however at present only an inconvenience, and not a suffering – I cannot yet put on a gown – but it is nothing more.

Hannah More to William Hayley, 31 August 1811

Allow me to offer You a plain and simple, but sincere and cordial assurance of my gratitude for the great honour you have done me, and the great gratification you have given me, by your elegant and beautiful Poem *. Tho I feel myself, (and there is no affectation in declaring it) very unworthy of the kind and flattering things it contains, yet I feel a considerable addition of pleasure in perusing it, from the idea that it is your approbation of the serious Spirit in the little work* which you are so good to commend which disposes You to overlook any defects in the composition; defects multiplied by bad health which indisposes, and partly incapacitates me from correcting coolly, tho it does not yet always prevent me from writing rapidly, and therefore I fear, carelessly.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, November 30 1812

Now for the reason why I did not write on Saturday – Since you left us I have had and still have, a most severe bilious attack which I am thankful waited your departure before it appeared, as I should have been grieved to have lost any of the little time in which I was within reach of enjoying your Society.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, December 1812

I feel quite thankful that I was enabled to keep us so stoutly while you were with us, as I have fallen back into my natural, that is my bad state ever since. I am however better to day; I fancy I feel more thankful for a day’s ease and a night’s rest than those can do whose days and nights suffer no such interruptions. Yet I am conscious of not feeling half grateful enough for the unnumbered and undeseved [sic] mercies I enjoy.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, December 10 1812

I feel the benefit of this dry Air and have suffered less and Slept more since the frost, severe as it is, set in. My love to your fair Companion My Sisters present best respects

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, December 29 1812

When I get a good day, which is not often that [tear] fair and alluring vision of Brampton Park dances before my eyes and P. and I actually ta[lk] [tear] of plans and measures. Should this favorite pray[er] be realized I think we should, with submission to /the will of/ a higher power manage to be with you the middle of May at farthest. Remember that I Visit you on an Apostolic principle seeking not yours but you*. So dont be anxious about company.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 1813

I this moment receive your too kind letter, and tho it is late, and tho it is not a writing day,* and tho I have been so unusually ill the whole week, I could not sleep if I did not send you a line. I cannot express the vexation the mortification, I feel at your not having got the book from me. * I directed not Hatchard, but Cadell the Publisher who is always the dispenser of presents because they are sent a few days before publication to send one the very first hour to Bruton Street – and you have not had it – I should have ordered it to Huntingdon with the Bishop's but you my dearest Lady preferred your town House. Such a thing ought not to vex me so much as it does. If you do not find it in Bruton Street – which you will be charitable enough to tell me, I will order Hatchard /Cadell/ to send you the very first of the 2d. Edition, which as the delay has been already so great will I hope put you in possession of a more correct copy. Believe me, it is not that I overrate the Book, by laying so much stress on this disappointment, but that I cannot bear the suspicion of neglect, where both my affections, my esteem and my gratitude are equally concerned.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 7 1813

With such a provision as you have furnished for my body and mind, added to my many mercies, I must not complain of solitude and silence, for tho I have been so ill the last ten days as scarcely to be able to see any body, much less to talk to them I can read and drink Soda, two luxuries which so many invalids have not, or having, cannot enjoy.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, March 18 1813

Being to day under the disqualifying dominion of Calomel*, I can only write a hasty line on the principal topics of your little /but/ kind letter. As far as two sickly human beings can venture to determine, P. and I hope to appear to you at Brampton Park by the middle of May; but the precarious state of my eldest Sister adds to our uncertainty, tho she is much /better/

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, August 1814

Such a nice, long and truly interesting letter as you sent me had a claim to earlier notice. But even now I must rather be contented to thank you for it than to answer it. I have had a severe attack of illness. To others it would have been but a cold, to me it has been a bad-ish fever. I am so far on the recovery as to sit up. But I am so thankful to quit my bed that I am satisfied to keep my room which I however hope to leave in a few days

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, August 1814

If I can get rid of my cough P. and I are engaged to go to our dear Dean of Wells about the 29th., being there we must also acquit ourselves of a long promise to stay a little with the Bishop. there will be a little difference in these Visits!! Mr. Way I trust will not be likely to come just at that time as it is the only time I shall be from home. Indeed the Dean I believe will be of the Jew party at Bristol .

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, August 1814

Tho this sickness has separated me from my Apostle, I shall conclude in his words by recommending you and yours to God and the word of his Grace . I am with true affection ever my dearest Lady O –
faithfully yours HM

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 16 1815

Tho I have nothing /to say,/ and am not well enough to say it if I had, I cannot forbear writing a line to unite in sympathy with you, on the, I fear hopeless, state of our dear invaluable Henry Thornton *, a letter from Mr. Wilberforce * and another from the Macaulays last night, leaves us little or nothing to hope. Oh! what a chasm will his death make in the world! It will not only be irreparable to his broken hearted wife , and poor children*, but to multitudes of the poor and the pious. May God comfort us all, especially his own family, and sanctify to us this heavy loss, by quickening us in our preparation for our own great change! For my own part, my hopes have been long very faint, tho in opposition to the declaration of his eminent Medical Attendants* I shall always think / entre nous/ that corroding grief for his unfortunate brother preyed on his vitals, and laid his weak constitution open to any disease which might attack it: I dread that every post may bring us the final issue of this long disease !

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, January 16 1815

I long to know how your health /is/ and whether you have gained strength by living quietly at home. I have had an Ophthalmia * most suffering. If all the dispensations of God were not just and right, I should have said it came unseasonably when I had so much [tear] for my eyes. I bless God they are [tear] to me, after being consigned for some time to darkness and idleness.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, February 22 1815

Tho I sent you a few days ago a longer letter than I write to any body else, yet I thought you would wish to hear from me on a Subject so interesting to you. The day after Mr. Hodson got my letter he and his pupil presented themselves in the morning and spent the day here. With the latter I had only general intercourse, my chief object with him being to make myself as pleasant as my state of health allowed, and to remove any prejudice he might have entertained of my being severe and dictatorial. While I sent him walking and talking with young Gisborne, I took the Tutor into my room for a couple of hours. I will as nearly as I can recollect, tell you our chief discourse. His first endeavour has been /not/ to give him any disgust, but to gain his affection. He finds him conformable and complying with his injunctions, but not in habits of application, or much given to reading He is more anxious at first to bring him to stated habits and a regular disposition of time than to force too much reading upon him till he discovers more liking to it. At half past 8 he gives him, I think about a dozen verse of the Greek Testament to study and meditate upon alone. At Nine he sets him to construe those passages to him and after they have discussed the Greek in a literary and grammatical point of view, he then expounds them to him spiritually and Theologically: then their devotions and a little walk before breakfast. I suggested that as he is inclined to sit over his Meals that a short thing, a medium sort of reading such as a paper in the Rambler * might be well taken up. His Mornings are at present engaged with Quintilion whom they study /both/ separately and together. I ventured to give my opinion that as he would fill a great station in the world, and was not much addicted to study it might be well to endeavour to imbue his mind with general knowledge such as would be useful in life, and to allure him to the perusal of history and Travels; to make him learn a passage from the Orations of Demosthenes or Cicero, in the Greek & Latin and then to translate and recite them in English, and to labour after a good manner of recitation. Mr. H. told me, and Mr. S. himself told my Sisters that they had spent their time in the most trifling manner at Harrow, and that very little was required of them there. In consequence Mr. H says his habits of conversation are too frivolous, horses &c &c being the favorite theme. Before evening prayer Mr. H. reads and again expounds Scripture. This he says is all the formal religious instruction he gives, for he /is/ afraid to weary him, but he tries to make their walks, their common reading instructive. I insisted much on the necessity & importance of this, knowing it is the best way to mix up instruction with the common pursuits of life. They sometimes dine and drink tea out, but as it is in correct and pious company, I thought it better for his youth than to be confin’d to a tete a téte always with his Tutor. The latter likes his young friend who has yet given him not the slightest cause of complaint.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 16 March [1815]

Conceiving that you will be glad to hear from time to time a word from me respecting your Son, I resolve to scribble a line, tho yesterday was a peculiarly bad day. Mr. Sparrow his Tutor and Mr. Hensman spent a long day here lately. I took Mr. H. as usual into my room; we had a very long discussion, and I required an explicit account of their goings on, which he very minutely gave me. I have the satisfaction of reporting that every thing seems very promising; if the improvements are not rapid they are at least progressive. At my request he has begun to attempt composition. He reads Watts’s Logic*and Mr. H. makes observations on their joint perusal both of that and whatever else they read together. As the days lengthen he rises earlier which gives him more time for the Greek Testament before breakfast. He is translating some passages from Demosthenes* which will help to form his Style. I suggested that here after he should learn and recite some fine passages in Burke’s Speeches.* He reads by himself more than he did, and I lent for that purpose Plutarch’s Lives ;* and Travels thro Germany .* I have also presented sent him with the Saint Paul of Barley Wood ,* which he has promised to read; I told him that being written by one who had the honour to be his Mother’s friend, it might interest him more. Mr. H. says that tho he cannot say he sees as yet any decided piety, yet he has great pleasure in seeing that he [has] not the slightest prejudice against religion or religious people. This is /a/ great point for ‘a Harrow fellow’.* But what I rejoyced at as the most gratifying circumstance, was that he told me he possessed great purity of mind. This is a blessed thing at an age when boys have commonly their minds tainted. May God’s blessing preserve it to him! I think Clifton a very fortunate situation for him. I think now he is getting a step towards manhood he would hardly endure the dullness & total want of society of an obscure Village, where he woud probably be too solitary, or led into inferior company. Now at Clifton their little social intercourse is entirely among religious, and well mannered people, and his Sunday’s Instruction sound and good. It was Providential for poor distressed Hensman to get Hudson to fill at once the Niche so fortunately vacated by Cowan,* or he might have forced himself into it again at his return. There appears to subsist a pleasant affection and confidence between the Tutor and Pupil and Hensman says the latter has easy access to his house where he often calls, and where he will get nothing but good. I have said so much about this interesting youth that I have left myself no room for other Subjects.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 25 March [1815]

Death has again been thinning the ranks of my beloved friends. Mrs. Porteus has followed her dear Bishop, I trust to the land of everlasting rest. She was to me a faithful and attached friend for 35 Years, and one of that sure and steady character that, in that long period, I never experienced from her a wry word; /or a cold look. I always spent June with them./ She had been thro life the healthiest Woman I ever knew, and her fine person and sound health gave you no idea of age. She taken, and I spared! Such is the dispensation of infinite wisdom!

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 27 April [1815]

You are very good to express so kind a wish to see us at Brampton. Few things would give us more pleasure. But I really think home is the only place for invalids, tho the sick in general seem to act on the direct contrary principle But there is another reason – we have already refused some invitations, to travel with /some/ friends and to go to meet others. Among the latter dear Mrs. H. Thornton * wished us to join her at Malvern in case she should be able to go. It was with reluctance I was obliged to say I feared we should not be able to accomplish it; tho, her sad situation considered, if we did any thing, it ought to be with a view of seeing her. Notwithstanding her Christian exertions, every letter from her seems to wear a deeper shade of woe.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 August [1815]

But to return for one moment to your Bible Gala – How I should have delighted to have made an unworthy guest at this hallowed festival! What did your Neighbour say to your muster roll of Peers and Peeresses? What honour would he have done himself by joining it! A propos of Bible Meetings – Our excellent Bishop of Gloucester rode over Mendip one broiling Morning to invite P. and I to spend the week at Wells and attend a B. Meeting at Glastonbury of which he is President . I should have liked it much but we were to /expecting/ Wilberforce at home, who after all never came till it was over. I regretted it the less as the Assembly met in the Abbot’s Kitchen of that vast and venerable ruin; which was damp and dreary.* What a contrast between the good cheer once proposed on this now deserted spot and the holy purpose to which it was on this day dedicated! Tho my own health has rallied much from the dry Atmosphere of this pleasant Summer, I have declined all visits, but believe I must go next week to the two Bishops at Wells if P. is better. Her health I fear is declining, and she thinks /ill/ of herself. I pray God to avert this blow. In spite of all my endeavours to avoid it by giving no invitations, and returning no visits, we are sadly overdone with company but as every body is gone or going to France* I suppose we shall live to pine in Solitude

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, 9 October 1815

Your letter affords so little hope of the continuance of her earthly existence that I think there is more true kindness in writing to you, as are without any expectation as to this world, than to labour to administer false comfort ; to do this would not be doing justice to your strength of character and to the lessons of wisdom you have been so long imbibing. Who knows but your obvious submission to the Divine hand which has inflicted these heavy strokes may not help to confirm these principles of Christian piety /with/ which Mr Penington’s * mind seems penetrated. God grant that the convictions of this estimable Man may end in a sound conversion! What joy would this give, not only to the Angels in heaven but to the two happy Spirits who may soon be united to that blessed Society. I do love this Penington. I cannot say what a gratification it would be to me to be with you. It is for my own sake I wish it, that I might learn how to die. But my own infirm health, and still more that of Patty would make us a burthen instead of a comfort. With such comforts indeed you are far more richly provided. I cordially rejoyce that you are inclosed with such a circle of such friends, and that those amiable and excellent Inglis’s are about to be added. My affectionate love to the patient Sufferer. I am more disposed to ask comfort from her than to offer it to her.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, November 23rd 1816

do come, a long way commonly, we cannot send them off with the lye – not at home. As to health I am the best of a bad bunch. Sally has good days, but P. I fear is very declining – constant fever yet she is always employ’d and I believe Dorcas* never made so many Garments. Indeed the poor [final section of letter has been cut away]

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 23 April [1816]

We have lately had a visit from Mr. Wm. Parnell ,* a most sensible and I believe pious Man ; he seems to have taken a deep interests in the improvement of Ireland, and to be thoroughly acquainted with the existing state of things. I am expecting him again before he returns. He speaks most highly, that is more justly, of our friend Daly. I hope e’re this you have made your visit to Dublin and the Environs. I want you much to see my very interesting friends in that district. Pray my kindest remembrances to Mr. Dunn when you encounter him either by pen or person. My poor Sister Sarah we fear is far gone in a dropsy! the others poor invalids. I think I am rather the best of a bad bunch. Love to dear Millicent. I commend you to God and the word of his grace the Apostolic benediction. *

Hannah More to Sarah (Sally) Horne Hole, 8 January 1816

I am afraid you have thought me very /un/kind, and indeed appearances are much against me. But besides the overwhelming press of letters which always causes my answers to come slowly, I have been for near a Month very ill with a wearing fever, and am only beginning to recover a little; this has put me much in arrears both in business and in friendship

Hannah More to Sarah (Sally) Horne Hole, 15 February 1817

I trust you will pardon my long delay in answering your kind letter. It has arisen from a variety of causes; when I received it I was very ill of a bilious fever, my two Sisters were confined at the same time, and we had nobody living down stairs for near three weeks . I am much better, but still an invalid, chiefly from want of sleep. Patty has a complaint on her chest, and constant fever, and is forbidden to talk , and poor Sally is in a deplorable condition. The dropsy is fallen on her legs which are much in the same condition that carried off my /last/ Sister . All this is depressing to my Spirits I pray God to support them and me during the short remainder of our pilgrimage.

Hannah More to Sarah (Sally) Horne Hole, 15 February 1817

In the intervals of sickness and other engagements I have been called upon to write a number of little papers and Tracts with a view to furnish some little antidote to the poison of disaffection and Sedition with which too many of the lower class are infected.* I did not at first acknowledge myself the Author but I was found out. Seeing it could not be concealed I have now called them Cheap Repository Tracts. I have given them to Hatchard who will be glad to serve you with as much of these penny wares as you chuse; and pray recommend them to your friends for dispersion among the common people, the Songs are only three Shillings a hundred. New Tracts a penny /each/

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 27 August [1816]

The Bishop and Mrs. Ryder have very cordially pressed us to go soon to them, but notwithstanding all my bragging just now, I feel as if I should not [v]isit [tear] any more but be satisfied with seeing my friends at home. For tho I am tolerably well myself, my Sisters are but poorly, and we h[ave] [tear] not slept from home since this time twelvemon[th] [tear] when we were at Wells. George Sandford told me that the Bishop had invited him to meet you there, and that Mrs. R. who knows that her house and beds, have limits said, ‘he has asked ten already.’ Dont mention this. She doubtless wished to keep the party smaller and more select.

Hannah More to Sarah Horne Hole, December 26th 1818

My poor health must plead my apology for my long silence; and a complaint in my eyes must excuse the shortness of my letter. I cannot however longer restrain the desire I have to send you my cordial congratulations on the happy prospect of your dear daughter’s union with a Man so every way worthy of her. Your character of Mr. Welby is most interesting; and pleases me so much that I am much disposed to be Felicia’s rival and to fall in love with him myself. It is indeed a serious blessing to unite her to a man who is likely to promote her happiness in both /worlds/ and who will attend to her immortal interests as well as to her present comfort. May God bless them!

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, 28 January 1819

Two mornings successively I have set aside for answering your letter with one or two others, but from breakfast till now when the dinner is almost ready, I have had a number of visitors one after another till I lost my patience as well as my time . However tho I have lost a few minutes (for an inflammation in my eyes prevents my doing any thing by candle light) I snatch up my pen, as perhaps you may be waiting for an answer respecting Mr. Coan, thus he spells his name. * I am however not well qualified to give an opinion as I do not know him at all. I believe him to be a very pious young /man/ of the Calvinistic School . But he is an Irishman with all the warmth and impetuosity of his country. I should be grieved to say any thing that might be injurious to a deserving Man but it /is/ my private opinion that he would not be well calculated for the temperate zone of Clapham. He has got himself into two or three little scrapes and tho I really am inclined to think he was not the aggressor yet the habit of getting into scrapes generally indicates the want of a cool temper. If Clapham was an obscure Village I should not have said a word of this, as few villages are perhaps better supplied but he does not stay long in a place I observe. I should /think him/ not fit for so enlightenedPatty would say critical congregation as Clapham. Pray present my best regards to Mr. Daltry * and tell him I begin to fear I must wait till we meet in a better world before I shall /enjoy/ that long indulged wish of making his acquaintance I entertain better hopes as to seeing you and your admirable friends if it please God to spare me till the Summer I beg my most affectionate respects to them and love to dear Lucy who is to be of the Barley Wood party.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, October 11th 1819

Your extreme true kindness in writing me so affectionate a letter, when dear Lucy was so ill was gratifying to me. I have now heard from Mrs. Macaulay that she is doing well, but that you are under some anxiety for the valuable health of Mrs. Inglis . This gives me great concern which I am sure you will remove, if you can, by informing me that she is better. Her life is so important not only to the more intimate companion of her joys and sorrows, but to all his adopted family that I cannot think of any serious illness befalling her without taking the deepest interest in it. I have frequently lamented that one of the worst effects of sickness or sorrow is, that it is apt to induce selfishness, but on this occasion I have not realized my own idea.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, October 11th 1819

I have received about a hundred letters full of kindness and condolence, and many of them, of piety – but I have felt myself utterly unable to answer them – You will be so kind as make this true apology to any friends who may think themselves neglected. My health has been very bad, and neither body or mind has yet made much progress, the former I hope is most in fault, for I bless God my mind is I trust unrepining and submissive, but it is still very weak. I am forbid by my Doctor to see company, for which I am thankful as I have no heart to see any but two or three particular friends in my own room – for talking brings back the complaint in my chest. Your excellent Mr. Dealtry kindly promises to come to see me from Bath I hope it will not be till I am much better, as I should be sorry to see him only for an hour in my chamber which is all I can yet do. It is grievous too that Lord and Lady Teignmouth should be at Clifton at this time – It is many years that we both looked forward to seeing those dear friends for a few days, and [deletion] now I can so little profit by their neighbourhood is painful to me.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, October 11th 1819

I hope to hear from you at your leisure especially till Mrs. I. is better . Mrs. Macaulay and Selina kindly promise to come to relieve my Solitude soon My complaint in my eyes must apologize for this scrawl – This complaint is doubtless sent as a fresh weaning and warning. The sight is not affected, thank God. – We can pray for each other, and prayer is one of the last Offices of friendship – Dear Patty had long been much in prayer, and thought (tho she never owned it to me) that her summons was at no great distance. May we all be united to her and your beloved parents in God’s own time

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, December 4th 1819

Take notice I write upon your information for I have not yet seen the Sermon in question. I have had much anxiety on the subject of Mrs. Inglis . Her life is so valuable that one cannot think without deep concern of any thing likely to affect it. I beg my kind regards to them both, and tell Mr. Inglis how much I felt the sympathizing kindness of his affectionate letter . I am now beginning to answer with my own pen a few of the overflowing number I have received. I have deeply felt the affectionate kindness of many though I have not been able to acknowledge it. My eyes are better, but I am not yet able to use them by candle light, which now fills a large portion of ones time. Mrs. Macaulay and her daughter* who have been with me near a Month have most kindly supplied my lack of sight. Alas! it is Newspapers that now fill too much of ones time and thoughts. I tremble for our country politically and morally. I do not know my own nation we certainly are not that England I once knew, and must always love. I look to the death of the king as the completion of our calamities . Rivington has asked leave to collect into a [tear]le cheap book the Tracts and ballads agai[nst] [tear] Se[dition] [tear] and blasphemy I wrote in the last year or two, as they will now come from the Organ of Orthodoxy, I hope they may make their way, you must recommend the dispersion of them to all who come in your way I shall order one to be sent to Mr. Inglis .*

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [28? October 1819]

Two such very very kind and interesting letters merit to be acknowledged with a gratitude proportionate to their value. Thank you cordially for the account of your Royal Society. I delight in the prospect of improving good in the amiable character of the Duke. you fill me with a hope of his growth in piety.* His Mother had a strong friendship for me I always saw a great deal of her when in town, and in a long illness when I was not able to answer her, she never failed to write to me every week.* I have received a very sensible and rather pious letter from Princess Sophia just now. * I believe both brother and Sister want only right Society and Christian friends to make them all we could wish. [Two lines of deletion]

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [28? October 1819]

My health improves a little, but I still chiefly confine myself to my chamber for a pretence to avoid an influx of company. In my room I receive my particular friends. Yesterday Lady Lilford and her excellent daughters came.* Miss Emily spoke with delight of her visit to Brampton – Dear Lewis Way made me a long visit. He was delightfully entertaining with his Imperial communications ,* his sanguine, not hopes, but certainties, of the near approach of the last days. While he is talking in his heaven /ly/ anticipations, sanguine as he is, one cannot help adopting his views, and hoping as he hopes. He has preached twenty Sermons and Speeches within a week or two!! At Bristol my friends say he was almost superhuman.* He kindly pressed me to go and spend the Winter at Stanstead,* as Mr. Harford has done to pass it at Blaise Castle – but for old age sickness and sorrow there is nothing like home Every paper I open of my blessed Sister raises my ideas of her piety.* It is plain that she had expected her great change, for in her Pocketbook for this year,* she writes, 'this is the last account book I shall ever want'! she also says, – 'May every Year’s charities increase as becomes a Christian woman'! A few hours before her death when in exqui[site] [tear] pain, she said, on some one pitying her – [tear] I love my sufferings, they come from the [tear] and I love every thing that comes from him’. In her delirium she was always giving away cloaths or Shoes to poor Men and Women; tho this was in her wanderings, it showed the habit of her mind. I never knew a more devoted self denying creature.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, [March 1820]

I am still at the end of two Months a close prisoner in my chamber. My Medical friend will not allow me to quit it till the weather changes. My most affectionate love to Miss S.

Hannah More to Sarah Horne Hole, August 3rd 1821

Many thanks for your very kind affectionate letter . It is not, I assure from want of regard that you do not hear from me oftener, but from causes not under my controul . You know perhaps that I have been confined to my room, with one fever succeeding another for more than a year and half, and these few last Months, in which I have been so much better, have yet been so unlike Summer weather that I have not yet been allowed by my Doctor to take an airing in the carriage. I have however I am thankful to say been able to receive a great many kind friends in succession in my room, and indeed I have had almost too many affectionate guests, as much exertion is bad for my chest . The great loss to me with respect to my particular friends is that I have such an overwhelming correspondence, applications &c from strangers or slight acquaintance that those I best love are most neglected by me. You among many others have come in for a share of this neglect, which however by no means includes forgetfulness.

Hannah More to Mrs Smith, 1822

I have lost my amiable Secretary* for a few weeks. My health is very far from being perfectly restored, nor is it perhaps good for me that it should. I am in the best hands, and desire only an entire submission to his will. I am very much better than there was any prospect I should ever be

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 29 October 1822

I wrote to the dear Viscountess* as soon as I saw by the papers the happy event* had taken /place./ but as I directed it to Brampton Park she may not yet have received it. My heart was with you too my dearest lady but a return of illness has put me back in my most interesting duties. It was an attack brought on by my being overdone with business, brot. on me by the distress of a relation, whom I have put myself to no small inconvenience to assist. – I am still very weak & feverish.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, November 5th 1823

What is become of you? Where are you? What are you doing? It would indeed be more ‘germain to the Matter’ to put these interrogations to me, as I have long been in your debt for a delightful letter . There is another reason for your not asking where I am, as I am sure to be found in the bow window in my bed chamber. It is now about two years since I have been down stairs, and I think four years and a quarter since I have been in any house besides my own. It is not at present that my locomotive powers are not equal to travel down stairs, but that this unmannerly summer – as Charles Hoare calls it, made my good Dr. Carrick order me to run no risque. I have however a pleasant prison, and am not anxious for a jail delivery. My health is much /better/ , thro the great mercy of God, than there was any human probability would ever be the case; with frequent solitary interruptions of bad nights. This is necessary to remind me that this is not my rest, and that this short reprieve is granted me for the great work of repentance and preparation. I see a good deal of company in the middle of the day, too much my Doctor thinks, but have yet had no one to sleep but the Hoares,* and another friend. But the Post occupies and fatigues me much /more/ than my guests. If you saw my table most days, you would think, if I were not a Minister of State, I was at least a Clerk in a public Office and these pretty businesses it is, that so often prevent my writing to those dear friends with whom it would be my delight to have more intercourse I find however a good deal of time to work with my hands, while Miss Frowd reads for the entertainment of my head. The learned labours of my knitting Needle are now amassing to be sent to America to the Missionary Society* who sell them there, and send the produce to the Barley Wood School at Ceylon .* So you see I am still /good/ for something.

Hannah More to Thomas Cadell Junior, November 1823

I am thankful to say that my health is greatly improved. If I were a disciple of Prince Hohenloe * it would be called a Miracle. I do not go out, but am able to see my friends. Indeed my excellent Physician finds fault that I see too much company, but I cannot well avoid it, tho I suffer upon it . I hope you will recommend my friend Cottle’s ‘Plymouth Antinomians’*. It ably exposes the worst heresy that ever infected the Church.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 28 May 1823

I have been above a year and half confined to my room. I bless God I do not feel any impatience to quit it, which they will not allow me to do till the warm weather is confirmed. I am generally able to see my friends two or three hours in the middle of the day. They are very kind, but my Physician complains that I see too much company. This is sometimes the case, but when they come from a distance, I cannot refuse seeing them; I have /had/ no one to dinner or sleep. The Bp of Gloucester indeed is a privileged person. If any do come My friend entertains them below. I am rather more than usually unwell to day, but I would no longer delay to intreat you my dear Lady to think no more of my little begging petition. If any apology were necessary your immense building expences would be more than sufficient, but none is necessary. I have just received my little legacy from Mrs. Garrick* which will carry me thro’ the exigencies of the present season sufficiently, and I may not live to another. Your charities are too extensive to excuse any one from proposing new ones to you; Even in my little way I find five applications for one I used to have, what then must yours be!

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, August 5th 1824

You are become a good creature, to be so considerate as not to wait for an answer, which my heart is more ready to make than my hand. Thank God I am just now tolerably well, but I have been much otherwise on the whole. I have however had some occasional good days, on which I have seen, what my kind Doctor thinks too much company

Hannah More to Mrs Smith

I am still at the end of two years and half a prisoner in my chamber, but still thro the mercy of God, at times tolerably well, and commonly (but not always) able to see my friends in a Morning.

Hannah More to Sarah Horne Hole, March 16th 1824

As for me it has pleased infinite Wisdom to take from me all the companions of my early and middle life, and to leeve [sic] me to finish my journey alone. It is remarkable that I, the youngest but one, and the most unhealthy of my whole family sh[o]uld survive them all. My sufferings have been great, but my mercies have been far greater. It is two years and a half since I have been down stairs, and four Years since I have been in any other house; but tho I still continue liable to frequent attacks of fever, I am on on the whole far more recovered than it was thought I ever could be. I see my friends in the morning and enjoy their Society . At my time of life and with my battered constitution I cannot last long; but I am in the best hands, and I have long prayed to have no will of my own

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, December 13th 1825

Tho’ after a bad night I am hardly able to hold a pen, I cannot let the post go without a line . Would that my most cordial Sympathy could be any comfort to you and dear Henry. You do not however want human consolation, you both deserve it from a higher Source. What a comfort to your dear brother to feel that he has in no degree contributed to the misfortunes by which he is so severe a sufferer.* May he may derive [sic] no small comfort from that goodness of God which enables him to act with such pure integrity and to submit with such Christian resignation to events which he could neither prevent nor correct . I shall most gladly receive you both, the change will do you good . I am glad you talk of a fortnight hence, as I am to have a set of holiday folks, whom I have promised and cannot put aside . On the 27 I shall be most happy to receive you both with your merry young One – I hope this may suit you – Do write again – You are in my heart and in my prayers –

Hannah More to Thomas Cadell Junior, 23 March 1825

You will see /by/ my scrawl that I cannot recover the free [use] of my hand, I cannot use it with impunity. I hope yourself and family continue to enjoy health and all other needful blessings My own health is so far restored that if I were a disciple of Prince Hoenloe I shall be reckoned a Miracle

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 18 October 1825

How shall I sufficiently thank you for your very great kindness in sending me such a bountiful supply. I had not reckoned on so large a Sum, and it will set me at ease as to some excesses into which I have been almost irresistibly drawn. I must /have/ contracted some of my concerns if I were younger; but never reckoning upon another year I do not think it right to distrust Providence by abridging my little Schemes – Little indeed compared to the ample extent of Yours. Only think of the graciousness of God to give you the heart as well as the means to educate, and thus rescue from ignorance, and as far as human exertion can go, from Sin, every child in your Parish! under your own immediate /Eye/ too! Oh The Magnitude of the good cannot be estimated. But oh to anticipate those cheering words Well done good and faithful Servant, enter Thou into the joy of the Lord!* If I were not on the very verge of Eternity, I should earnestly request (what I dare not now give you the trouble) for a copy of your plans, as I know all yours are will digested; but I shall never again visit my schools (which are unfortunately at a distance)* Yet my young /Friend/ does what she can, and visits them when the weather permits, and I should be gratified to furnish her with any instructions of yours. Her heart is much in the business. She has a cultivated & pious Mind

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 18 October 1825

It is now six Years since I have been down stairs, yet I never had more cases, more business, more company, and I have been better than usual for some weeks

To Lady Olivia Sparrow, 2 Nov 1827

Nothing should have caused me to /delay/ thanking you for your very interesting and kind letter but a painful disorder in my eyes, not the sight but lids. For these 8 Weeks I have not read as many pages, and I ought not to write. When my eyes are better I hope to say more, and express my /interest in/ all your concerns, as nothing that relates to you can be indifferent to me.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow. 8-11 October [1815]

Your last letter afforded considerable relief to my mind. Perhaps it may afford a little to your mind to hear that the subject has never been discussed in my present /ce/ . I have seen several of our common friends, but it has been in mixed company, when delicacy on all sides caused a complete silence to be maintained People knowing my attachment to you and the degree of intimacy with which you honour me has hitherto prevented my being asked any questions which would have involved difficulty in the answer.* Mr. Way is here now on a visit of some days . He is gone to day to preach at Mr. Boak ’s little Church at Brockley.* I was sorry that neither the health of my self or Sisters permitted us to accompany him. He was disappointed I believe but was too humble to take it ill, or rather too reasonable to be dissatisfied with what is in fact a dispensation of Providence.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow. 8-11 October [1815]

I began this scrawl several days ago as you will see by the dates, but indisposition and other interruptions have prevented my finishing it. Our Seraphic friend Way has left us. He seems to me not so much to be going to heaven but to be already there. I am a little alarmed for him, tho his Mind is perfectly well, yet he is so compleatly absorbed in the great Object* he has in hand that I fear it will wear him out. His Mind is so imbued, I may say so saturated with Scripture that one does not want one’s Bible whence he is. We kept him very quiet, but in no company that he might gain rest and composure as he is gone on to preach at several Churches in this district. We had talked of you in public in a general way as to your health, where you were &c – but before his departure I took him aside and asked if he had heard from you lately, and when you were coming to Clifton. He set my mind much at rest by saying he had not heard anything about you for some time; now as he was just come from Bath, Clifton &c I comforted myself that the thing is not so much discussed as you feared. I have also seen the Powis’s who dined here but not a word was said which might lead to the Subject. I trust this transient cloud will soon be dispersed and your mind restored to its firm tone, I should rather say your nerves, for your mind seems to have possessed its full vigour in this transaction I have no impertinent curiosity but shall be gratified to know hereafter, that all terminated to your satisfaction I am grateful to God that the young person herself has conducted herself so unexceptionably. Such an experience may tend to strengthen her character beyond a hundred fine theories.

Hannah More to Mrs Smith, unknown date [According to Smith]

My good friend Miss Frowd is so kind as to take the pen from me, as my eyes are not equal to say more than that I am my
dear Madam
faithfully yours
H More

Hannah More to Marianne Sykes Thornton, November or December 1809

When have I written so long a Scrawl? But I am not willing our correspondence should dwindle on my part. – You cannot image how overdone I am with letters – when I am very poorly I sit and moon over the unanswered heap instead of taking courage and getting rid of the debt: It hardly leaves me any time for reading; especially when my Eyes are bad – they are better thank /God/ .

Hannah More to Henry Thornton, September 12th 1799

I own I do not feel disposed to make Hazard any compensation for what I know has been a gainful business to him. He thinks there is a deal of money and he may get a share. I will give you an instance of his covetousness. He has just recommd. to me his Nephew as Master of my new School at Wedmore with a high character. His /Man/ has been in trade and faild for want of Capital. As usual I found I must pay his debts before I coud get him, but he and his wife seemd such superior people I thought it right to put up with this /loss./ It was 30 or 40£ – I proposed to Hazd. to advance £15 only which he was to be repaid but he refused for so near a relation and has thrown the debt in my hands. I must pay £25 or lose the Man To help out this /Expence/ I assure you I refused to have any medical Assistance after my Accident for being so far from Bristol I know it wou’d cost a great deal.

Hannah More to Marianne Thornton, 1816

I have been long wishing to write to you but was prevented [deletion] by many weeks of disqualifying fever and its attendant sufferings. Thro the mercy of God I am much better, that is I am got back nearly to my usual state of moderate suffering. My Sister Patty is very poorly with that alarming determination of blood to the head which is so much the reigning complaint. May it please our infinitely gracious God by these awakening calls to remind us how short our time is, and to prepare us for a change which must soon take place!

To Lady Olivia Sparrow from Mary Roberts on behalf of Hannah More, 01 May [1830]

It is now some time since dear Mrs Hanh. More has quite ceased from corresponding with her Friends, she has therefore requested me to assure your Ladyship of the very great pleasure with which she received the late kind & affecte. Communication from one whom she remembers with such unfeigned esteem & regard. Of those Friends indeed whom she yet does retain in her memory she has the most kind & warm recollections, but it is the Will of the Almighty that this faculty of her mind should visibly & rather rapidly decline; its amiable qualities however remain in full vigour, & as her benevolence is still exercised in a degree only limited by the very utmost extent of her pecuniary ability, her prolonged life is a great blessing to very many. The recollections too of the truly beneficial purposes to which she employed her fine intellect when it was in full vigour, must endear her to all who estimate talents only as their influence is exerted for the glory of the great Grace, & the benefit of His creatures – she has still many cheerful spirits & is very open to enjoyment & to the attentions of those immediate friends who surround her, with whom she is generally able to converse Collectedly & very pleasantly but as the introduction of Strangers now bewilders & fatigues her, it is deemed, by those who love her best & therefore consider her most, advisable to admit none but very old & intimate acquaintances to intercourse with her, altho’ to enforce such a restriction requires (it is found) a very Strenuous and determined effort, & brings upon Miss Frowd, the kind & affecte. friend who constantly lives with her, some reproach & ill will . My Sister & myself inhabit a house not fifty Yards from her abode,* & see her some part of most days, indeed are frequently her intimates.

To Lady Olivia Sparrow from Mary Roberts on behalf of Hannah More, 01 May [1830]

When your Ladyships letter arrived this dear & revered friend was confined to her bed by a pretty severe attack upon her Chest, which detained her there nearly Six Weeks; but she is now restored to nearly her usual strength, & has entirely left her chamber, she is perfectly reconciled to her change of Residence* indeed that was the case very soon after the agitating event took place, & she enjoys the sight of the beautiful Rocks & Woods* from her Window, at least as fully as she did the rural scenery of Barley Wood. She enters enough into public concerns to lament the Religious apathy on the one hand, & the Religious differences on the other, which mark these portentous times, but above all, is her mind distracted & grieved at the Spreading & Systematic desecration of the [tear]th so deplorable in a country which calls [tear]. She was able also to afford her full tribut[e of] [tear] praise to the righteous & truly patriotic courage which abolished Sutticism:* Oh would to God she might yet before her departure have to rejoice also over the abolition of the AntiXtian flagitious System of Colonial Slavery or at least could have the comfort of seeing every Bishop in this land maintaining a public & stedfast opposition to this violation of every Xtian precept, in his legislative capacity – Dear Mrs. H More desires me to convey her most affectionate regards & acknowledgements, & with my Sister’s cordial respects I have the honour to remain with much esteem

To Lady Olivia Sparrow from Mary Roberts on behalf of Hannah More, 14 April [1832]

I am happy to be enabled (thro’ Divine Mercy) to say that this dear venerable Friend enjoys a greater share of health than was perhaps at any former period of her life allotted to her, & altho’ her memory visibly & almost daily declines, yet her sweet & kind affections, her placidity, her desire to make all around her happy, & her readiness, nay eagerness to distribute for every pious & benevolent purpose, remains in fuller vigour than ever, & render the mild lustre of her setting Sun most lovely & attractive: & your Ladyship will be happy to hear, that at times when she has thought herself about to be called to her Heavenly Rest, she has expressed her entire willingness to depart, & her fine & sure hope of Salvation thro’ the alone merits of her Redeemer