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Browning: "August 17, 1882. "DEAR MR. HAMERTON, When I got, a month ago, your very pleasant letter, I felt that, full as it was of influences from Autun, the Saone between Chalon and Lyons, speeded by '330 square feet of canvas, my little word of thanks in reply would never get well under weigh from the banks of our sluggish canal; so reserved launching it till I should reach this point of vantage: and now, forth with it, that, wherever it may find you, I may assure your kindness that it would indeed have gratified me to see you, had circumstances enabled you to come my way; and that the amends you promise for failing to do so will be duly counted upon; tho' whether that will happen at Warwick Crescent is unlikely rather than merely uncertain since the Bill which is to abolish my house, among many more notable erections, has 'passed the Lords'' a fortnight ago, and I must look about for another lodging much against my will.
John Hamerton of Hellifield Peel had expressed on several occasions his regret for the division existing between the two branches of the family, and his wish to become acquainted with my husband, whose works he knew and admired. Now it had been a lifelong desire of his to visit Hellifield Peel the ancient tower with the romantic history, and the seat of the elder branch of the Hamertons.
Craik having been so kind as to offer any service she could render, I wrote to her on the subject, and she answered: "BECKENHAM. July 19, 1868. "My dear Mrs. Hamerton, I can quite understand how you care about the book perhaps more than your husband even, and I wish I could send you news of it. But there have been no reviews as yet, and this being the dull time of year, the sale is slow.
It was stipulated that the name of Hamerton should not be used; the title of the firm was to be "Gindriez et Cie.," my husband being sleeping partner only. Effects of the Highland climate. Farewell to Loch Awe. Journey to the South of France. Death of Miss Mary Hamerton. Settlement at Sens. Death of M. Gindriez. Publication of the "Painter's Camp." Removal to Pre-Charmoy.
Hamerton was appointed art critic to the "Saturday Review," where he succeeded Mr. Palgrave at his recommendation. He did not accept the post with much pleasure, but it afforded him the opportunity of studying works of art free of expense, and that was a weighty consideration, besides being an opening to intellectual and artistic intercourse of which he was greatly deprived at Pre-Charmoy.
Hamerton said it with great deliberation and recollection; and, as my Cousin Tom served him, as a host should, I was not distracted by anything. My Cousin Dolly and I kneeled side by side in front, and again, side by side, to receive Holy Communion.
When he tried to find out the reason, he was inclined to attribute it to the disquieting rapidity and restlessness of its movements. In 1874 Mr. Hamerton began to write for the "International Review," principally on the fine arts, and continued his contributions till 1880.
Miss Susan Hamerton. The summer of 1858 had been unusually warm and pleasant in the Highlands, and my husband had put many a study in his portfolios, in spite of the interruptions to his work caused by a series of boils, which, though of no importance, were exceedingly painful and irritating, being accompanied by fever and sleeplessness: they were the result of a regimen of salted meat and an insufficiency of fresh vegetables; for of course those we succeeded in growing the first year were only fit for the table towards the end of summer.
Hamerton had renewed a regular correspondence with his friends, and, being greatly interested in the technique of the fine arts, consulted those friends whose experience was most to be relied upon. Mr. Wyld's letters are full of explanation about his own practice, as well as that of Decamps, Horace Vernet, Delaroche, and Delacroix. In one of them I find this interesting passage:
Thomas Hamerton and his sister had left us at Kew to go back home, and we wished it were as simple for us to do the same, but we could only think of the journey with the saddest forebodings; yet we longed to be through it, and safely restored to our peaceful rustic life and to a sight of our children.
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