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The Conservatory [drawing of it top of card] The Runnacleave, Ilfracombe. It is much prettier than the picture & generally empty most of the time. May 14th, 96 My Own dearest Love, My first batch of letters arrived here this morning 13 in number, and among those 5 from you. Oh what a happy morning these have made for me. I took the whole morning to thoroughly read them up - How delightful the Isle of Man story was, am so glad you read it & the letters from Lena & Ethel
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What a lovely time you did have with our dear friend, Mr. Chase. I am so glad he came in just right to comfort you and fill the gap my absence made. Just think, dear one, 4 weeks at the outside from the time you get this I shall be again with you I had letters from Laura & Marie in Paris, One from Mrs Seely begging us to visit her in Gloucestershire and one from Ethel, simply insisting that I must come down to Cambridge and see her. Papa says I can go down and stay over night from London. We are simply delighted with this place, such lovely people in the hotel and a nice young man, who plays my accompanyments beautifully We gave an impromptu
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recital in the ballroom last night We only expected to stay one or two days here but are so pleased we have decided not to go up to London until next Monday the 18th. We shall stay a week and then make for Paris, so when this reaches you we shall probably be there. I like to think of you free from care these days, enjoying a breathing spell and when this reaches you Class day exercises will perhaps be on. Remember that my loving kiss of congratulations is pressed upon your lips first, before any one else can offer theirs. I was so delighted at the [May Pithin ?] episode, what a pity some people make such mistakes in their youth as not to know the real thing.
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when they see it - I thank God, that he let me judge rightly and truly, clear from those early days and let me see the soul of the man, through all the misty veil of youth and inexperience. God bless you my true One. I am the lamest stiffest girl you ever dreamed of today I was run away with yesterday on horseback, and the strain was something terrible. The horse I rode had not been used for weeks and we hadn't gone for more than a few blocks when she was galloping down a very narrow lane and heard some stones falling took fright reared right up on top of Papa's horse who was coming at a gallop behind and tore back at a dead gallop through the town. I sawed her mouth nearly off but it only made her rear up on her hind feet and then start again at a dead gallop. This went on for about a mile till she ran
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bang into a fence, then she cooled off and we went in search of Papa But the consequence has been rattling on my poor nerves and muscles. I'm afraid "le jeu [n']en vaut pas la chandelle" as regards horse back riding. Now darling, I must close, also this will not go by the Saturday mail. Much love to thee my darling - As ever your true little woman Grace Sunshine
