Arthur Dixon letters

of pleasure was enjoyed by ourselves at Thorpe. I also well remember it, with a clearness and force which were I to exist for a thousand years in a brightness of happiness would never be diminished. – Under a flood of distress and difficulties most galling to me, I was struggling like a drowning man for a standing, of this you knew little, but the power which our position held over me, one of two kindred spirits standing on this fair portion of Gods works, admiring and together feeling the influence of that spell of beauty with which the Elements of his universe seemed to bind all nature, was at once soothing and elevating. – Raised by that power above the turmoil of the world or at least enabled by the standing we had taken together to bear the brunt the better, I was the sharer of pleasures that strengthened me the more, the more they were enjoyed. The most grateful satisfaction rests on the remembrance. As I passed the spot hallowed by the [written over ‘that’?] enjoyment of that well remembered evening, with thoughts that flowed naturally into the channel of those cherished recollections, the value of the relation in which you stood to me was warmly & truly esteemed. Do not forget how I estimate all you have been to me. Take care of yourself.
Think sometimes of
Your Friend,
Dixon.