As for Miss Bacon, we find her, with her
modest shy dignity, with her solid character and strange
enterprise, a real acquisition; and hope we shall now see more
of her, now that she has come nearer to us to lodge. I have not
in my life seen anything so tragically _quixotic_ as her
Shakespeare enterprise: alas, alas, there can be nothing but
sorrow, toil, and utter disappointment in it for her! I do
cheerfully what I can;--which is far more than she _asks_ of me
(for I have not seen a prouder silent soul);--but there is not
the least possibility of truth in the notion she has taken up:
and the hope of ever proving it, or finding the least document
that countenances it, is equal to that of vanquishing the
windmills by stroke of lance. I am often truly sorry about the
poor lady: but she troubles nobody with her difficulties, with
her theories; she must try the matter to the end, and charitable
souls must further her so far.
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* Mr. O.M. Mitchell, the astronomer.
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Clough is settled in his Office; gets familiarized to it rapidly
(he says), and seems to be doing well.
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