The Cotman Letters 1835-1837

(Dec 21. 1836)
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how you must be situated. It is now over, & I thank God sincerely that it is so. But it has done you no harm. We are certainly not our own masters, for a sweet little cherub sits perched up aloft to keep watch for the life of poor‘Frank’. Manchester must begin to look like a garden now – for gardens, orchards & primroses must be looked at through the temperature of the mind to look gay & cheerful. ‘That’s true’ – ain’t it!
I have directed John to send you my two long letters to him, since my return to London. That will tell you all about us. He has written that he will do so.
I seal this letter with the end of your pencil case. I saw Dixon about 2 hours since, & told him your tale.
Our loves to you
J. S. Cotman

I shall send your letter down to John on Thursday night by Post. It will be worth its postage to him, I know. I again say I believe you have acted [[wisely]] well & most wisely. So, Good Night. God bless you, and may I dream of your happiness. I can now send your master a drawing & will do with pleasure – for it will be merely a memorial that we are satisfied and grateful. It cannot be considered a bribe. He shall also have Bishop Blaize, if I publish it, which is most likely.
Write your letters always on foolscap – viz: this size paper. Once more Good Night, & God bless you.