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laws would not permit us to remove them sooner-and now only on condition that we burn them to ashes. That I do not dislike. His rest shall be at Rome beside my child-where one day I also shall join themAdonais is not Keats's, it is his own elegy-he bids you there go to Rome-I have seen the spot where he now lies the sticks that mark the spot where the sands cover him he shall not be there, it is too near Via Reggio-they are now about this fearful office and I live! One more circumstance I will mention. As I said he took leave of Mrs. Mason in high spirits on Sunday" Never," said she, " did I see him look happier than the last glance I had of his countenance." Monday he was lost-on Monday night she dreamt that she was somewhere-she knew not where-and he came looking very pale and fearfully melancholy-she said to him "You look ill, you are tired, sit down and eat."
No," he replied, "I shall never eat more, I have not a soldo left in the world."-" Nonsense," said she, "this is no inn-you need not pay "-" perhaps," he answered, "it is the worse for that." Then she awoke, and going to sleep again she dreamt that my Percy was dead, and she awoke crying bitterly-so bitterly and felt so miserable that she said to herself" why if the little boy should die I should not feel it in this manner." She was so struck with these dreams that she mentioned them to her servant the next day-saying she hoped all was well with us.
Well here is my story-the last story I shall have to
him; however, I erred in this, for
went on board the Bolivar," &c.;
tell-all that might have been bright in my life is now despoiled. I shall live to improve myself, to take care of my child, and render myself worthy to join him. Soon my weary pilgrimage will begin-I rest now-but soon I must leave Italy-and then-there is an end of all but despair. Adieu. I hope you are well and happy. I have an idea that while he was at Pisa he received a letter from you that I have never seen-so not knowing where to direct I shall send this letter to Peacock-I shall send it open-he may be glad to read it.
Yours ever truly,
MARY W. S.
Pisa, August 15th, 1822.
I shall probably write to you soon again. I have left out a material circumstance- -a fishing boat saw them go down. It was about four in the afternoon-they saw the boy at mast head, when baffling winds struck the sails-they had looked away a moment and looking again the boat was gone-This is their story but there is little doubt that these men might have saved them, at least Edward who could swim. They could not, they said, get near her but three quarters of an hour after passed over the spot where they had seen her they protested no wreck of her was visible, but Roberts going on board their boat found several spars belonging to her.'
Trelawny narrates (Records, Vol. I, p. 188) how his Genoese mate spied an oar thought to have belonged to the Don Juan on board a fishing-boat; but the "several spars belonging to her " (not merely thought to have belonged to her) discovered by Roberts correspond
curiously with Trelawny's letter of the 27th of December, 1875, to The Times, except that in that letter it is the Genoese mate who is again referred to : " The Genoese said Why, there are some of her spars on board you,' pointing to an English oar, that belongs to her.'
Perhaps they let them perish to obtain these.' Trelawny thinks he can get her up, since another fisherman thinks that he has found the spot where she lies, having drifted near shore. T. does this to know perhaps the cause of her wreck-but I care little about it.
In many instances these letters have been collated with the originals. An asterisk is set against the numbers of those which have been revised or added to on MS. authority.
*19. Fraser's Magazine.