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go again. She seemed a most engaging
lady. But then she is your cousin.
She COMPREHOOD who I was by my
photographeme which you strangely
said was not like me.

I am going to Wales, Maentwrog,
Merionethshire, on the 1st of Aug-
ust I think, not the Lakes. If
you hear nothing to the contrary
direct to Miss Roberts, Pen-y-lan,
Maentenrog, Merionethshire, North
Wales, after that day. I am adscrib-
ed third into Alfred Erskine and
Bond.

Since writing the above I have been
invited by the Marshalls, but un-
happily the Cunliffes cannot come.
I am therefore to call, as before,
which shall be today.

I went yesterday to the Junior Water
Colours and the British Institution

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(Old Masters.) The latter were charming. I had a silent gush before a Gainsborough; 'an' 'opipiatwv ebtaza mnyas of admiration. There was a portrait for a handsome young gentleman by Leonard (it is most knowing of all to write it Lionardo), a Baptism of Our Lord by Luini, exquisite grace refined almost into effeminacy. There were numbers of Gainsboroughs, Sir Joshuas and Romneys. Romney is like them. Five Nelas-quezes, a Murillo, a Gurbaran, many Canalettos, which I have now unbared; you cannot deceive yourself with you see "the Rotunda, Ranelagh" or Westminster Bridge whatever you may do in Venetian pictures. But I have invented [underlined] a Canaletto with genius. His name is Guardi. If you see any of his

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go again. She seemed a most engaging
lady. But then she is your cousin.
She COMPREHOOD who I was by my
photographeme which you strangely
said was not like me.

I am going to Wales, Maentwrog, Merionethshire, on the 1st of August I think, not the Lakes. If you hear nothing to the contrary direct to Miss Roberts, Pen-y-lan, Maentenrog, Merionethshire, North Wales, after that day. I am adscribed third into Alfred Erskine and Bond.

Since writing the above I have been invited by the Marshalls, but unhappily the Cunliffes cannot come. I am therefore to call, as before, which shall be today.

I went yesterday to the Junior Water Colours and the British Institution

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(Old Masters.) The latter were charming. I had a silent gush before a Gainsborough; 'an' 'opipiatwv ebtaza mnyas of admiration. There was a portrait for a handsome young gentleman by Leonard (it is most knowing of all to write it Lionardo), a Baptism of Our Lord by Luini, exquisite grace refined almost into effeminacy. There were numbers of Gainsboroughs, Sir Joshuas and Romneys. Romney is like them. Five Nelas-quezes, a Murillo, a Gurbaran, many Canalettos, which I have now unbared; you cannot deceive yourself with you see "the Rotunda, Ranelagh" or Westminster Bridge whatever you may do in Venetian pictures. But I have invented [underlined] a Canaletto with genius. His name is Guardi. If you see any of his