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Next to Blenheim, in point of size, stands Tatton in Cheshire, the seat of Lord Egerton. It contains 2500 acres, and the portion appropriated to deer is far larger than at Blenheim. Tatton is from ten to eleven miles around. Another extensive park, 1500 acres, is that at Stowe, the duke of Buckingham's.
In the middle of January, 1845, the Queen and Prince Albert went on a visit to the Duke of Buckingham at Stowe, which was still unstripped of its splendid possessions and interesting antiquarian relics. The huge gathering of neighbours and tenants included waggons full of labourers, admitted into the park to see the Queen's arrival and the illumination of the great house at night.
Stowe wrote: "The thing has been an awful tax and labor, for I have tried to do it well. I say also to you confidentially, that it has seemed as if every private care that could hinder me as woman and mother has been crowded into just this year that I have had this to do." Happily more peaceful days were in store for her.
Upon reaching London Mrs. Stowe found the following note from Lady Byron awaiting her: OXFORD HOUSE, October 15, 1856. DEAR MRS. STOWE, The newspapers represent you as returning to London, but I cannot wait for the chance, slender I fear, of seeing you there, for I wish to consult you on a point admitting but of little delay.
Don't answer the question; it is not intended to be answered. . . . Your account of Mrs. Stowe was stimulatingly interesting. I long to see you, to get you to say it, and many other things, all over again. My father continues better. I am better too; but to-day I have a headache again, which will hardly let me write coherently. Give my dear love to M. and M., dear happy girls as they are.
Her lever was the wand of art, Her fulcrum was the human heart, Whence all unfailing aid is; She moved the earth, its thunders pealed, Its mountains shook, its temples reeled, The blood-red fountains were unsealed, And Moloch sunk to Hades." Mrs. Stowe, in the preface of her son's biography of herself, aptly quotes the words of Mr.
Stowe traveled for the first time by rail, and of this novel experience she writes to Miss Georgiana May: BATAVIA, August 29, 1842. "Here I am at Brother William's, and our passage along this railroad reminds me of the verse of the psalm: "Tho' lions roar and tempests blow, And rocks and dangers fill the way."
Stowe seems in her former novels to have sought in a form of society alien to her sympathies, and too remote for exact study, or for the acquirement of that local truth which is the slow result of unconscious observation.
As a novelist he is vigorous in delineation, dramatic in action, poetic in description, and skilled in the art of story-telling. His pictures of Southern border scenery and life are vivid and natural. Harriet Beecher Stowe was well known as a writer before the appearance of the work which has given her a world-wide reputation.
Harriet Beecher Stowe and the Autocrat clashed upon homeopathy, and it required all the tact of the host to lure them away from the dangerous theme. As it was, a battle waged in the courteous forms of Fontenoy, went on pretty well through the dinner, and it was only over the coffee that a truce was called.
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