Wednesday December 20th.
My dear Charles—
It is now exactly a week since we recd your letter telling us you had
been oblgd to put back to Plymouth after the stormy night & miserable
24 hours you had passed. I was quite astonished how
you could write so cheerfully after such suffering. I hope it served for a great piece
of the seasoning you must go through before you are proof against sea sickness. Your
account of the Captain was quite sublime— it was the Red Rover's own still quiet manner & ``low distinct tones'' heard
through all the uproar, & Papa's eyes were full of tears when he thought first
of your miserable night & then of your goodnatured Captain in all the confusion
paying you a visit & arranging your hammock— he must be quite a
Captain Wentworth every thing you tell us of him makes him more & more perfect.
Erasmus came home about an hour after we had your letter & was all astonishment
to find we had later intelligence of you than he had. He said the Saturday night was
quite tremendous at Devonport & his bed rocked almost as much as if he had been
at sea— Eras was thoroughly wearied with his journey home & he
contrived to see nothing the Coaches always getting into the towns, Bath, Worcester
&c. just when dark. I was surprised he did not stay a day at Bath to
look about him more particularly as Paganini was playing there so that he would have had
a very nice amusemt for his evening. We made him tell us every thing he could about you,
`the Beagle' & your companions & I can fancy you very well seated in
your snug corner to your table. he made us laugh too with his account of your
delivery of a book & the run you were oblgd to take afterwards to escape the
General— I will not go back beyond the time of Erasmus coming here as I hope
you recd a letter I wrote telling you of the Wedgwoods being here
& the birth of another little nephew to the great disappointment of Marianne
& Doctor Parker. I have not yet seen the baby but they tell me (of course) it is
a nice little creature & it is to be christened after you &
Dr P's brother, making its appearance the very day of your
sailing— This last week has felt to me very melancholy. I have been able to
think of little besides you & though I hope & believe all you see will
be great enjoyment, the selfish feeling of the great separation from you & the
long, long time it must be before I can hope to see you again, is
painful enough— in short, dear Charles you will be properly valued when we do
see you again. I find Eras has hopes that you will return at the end of two years,
& how we shall rejoice if his prophesy proves true— Papa is very well
& I think every day gets more interest in the Hothouse which he is constantly
going to see & I expect he will find it a very nice amusement and little
occupation— Our days pass much as usual, cards in the eveng & after
Papa is gone to bed Eras, Charlotte & we draw round the fire & have an
hours cosy talk together & as I said before, generally about you— on
(Monday Decr 18th.) Susan and I
sallied forth to pay our wedding call at Eaton,
Mr. & Mrs Williams & Mr and
Mrs. White having arrived there a few days previously— a few
miles from Shrewsbury we met Sarah alone in her carriage. She was coming to see
us, having for the first time she said ``rung the bell'' & ordered the carriage
& she seemed quite proud of having ventured upon such a step of
authority— we got into the carriage to her & had a very merry drive
with her to Shrewsbury— she made us but a short call & asked us to
dine with her the next Monday which Susan & I promised to do which we did,
& got there about an hour before dinner. We found Fanny & Sarah alone in
the Drawing Room. Fanny had we found insis-ted upon Sarah not running out to meet us in
the Hall—but made her sit still ``to keep up her dignity''—
you cannot think how pretty & nice they looked when we came into the room, both
looking so gay & happy— Mr. &
Mrs. Bruce, Mr Edward Hanmer, & Henry Hill, dined
there— as soon as dinner was over Sarah & I sat together alone more
than an hour & she was so open & affectionate that I hardly ever felt
fonder of her. Edward Williams was in very good looks, thanks Sarah thought to a
beautiful black satin neck cloth she makes him wear, but I think owing to his looking so
very happy. I never before had talked much to him & was quite surprised to find
how pleasant he was, & moreover he never once stammered— Sarah looked
particularly lady like at the head of her table & did the honors very nicely. I
believe there has been but one jealous fit since the marriage & Fanny said Sarah
behaved exceedingly well— She was half frightened after telling us of it
whether she had not done wrong, & I am glad to find from different things that
they do not intend to talk of his faults now he is married to Sarah— All the
neighbourhood have been calling at Eaton, the Corbets of Sundurne & Acton
Reynald, & many other families who never before would
visit the Williams— I find Mr. Bruce's brother has been almost
as great a traveller as you are going to be—having passed seven years in
Arabia, Egypt, Nubia &c these Bruces are related to the Bruce
which I did not know before. Mr Bruce asked a
great many particulars about you & begged I would tell you what happened to his
brother who after 5 years travelling, & collecting & writing,
was shipwrecked & all his papers destroyed & who never ceased regretting
that he had not kept duplicates and sent off his journals & papers by every safe
opportunity—he hoped you would profit by the hint. We finished the evening by
a gambling game of cards— the Bruces have taken a house in London &
all the brothers are gone away & I am happy to think Eaton is now clear of all
the relations— the next morning Fanny came home with us & took Susan
& Catherine on with her to Woodhouse for an Ellesmere ball & now I shall
stop my letter for some days I never mean to make any apology for writing
Twaddle for it is the only way you will know all or any thing about any body so
goodnight dear Charles— in your first delight at all you are seeing at Rio you
will hardly find time to read all I am writing—
Christmas day 25th— We have all been thinking of you &
wishing you a happy Xmas, which to be sure is rather a farce knowing as we all
do that you are pitching & tossing & as sick as may be— I was
never more astonished when sitting painting quietly & believing you to be half
way to the Madeiras to receive your two letters from Devonport & such long,
interesting, agreeable letters. I am exceedingly glad you feel so much at home &
comfortably established in the Beagle & if you are reconciled now to the
confinement, so soon after going on board—I think with your Captain, &
that you must fully deserve his compliment of being the ``best of shore going
fellows''— Dont be at all uneasy that you will not have letters
enough— I dare say every body at home will determine they
will write & I do not doubt they will—but I do not mean
to trust to any one of them & unless I know for a certainty &
have seen a letter to you put in the Post office in time for every Packet that sails I
shall write myself if it is only half a page rather than let you miss having a letter
& though I am careless in some respects, in any point of importance I can not
reproach myself with ever forgetting what I have determined & promised
to do, so you may be certain at any place you do not get a letter when you expect one
that it will not be from our having forgotten to write, but from its having
miscarried— Mr. Towers tells us that Government Packets sail
the first Tuesday in every month & I shall send of this letter by January
Packet. remember how long the communication must be between us & give
directions in proper time how long we are to continue writing to Monte Video &
where afterwards— & now I want to beg a favor of you—to keep
a letter written of three lines just to say you are well—ready to be sent off
at any opportunity that may occur—for I suppose sometimes you may have an
opportunity of sending a letter by some other vessel, when you would not have time to
write & when we are feeling anxious & hopeless of a letter arriving I
can hardly fancy greater pleasure than the very sight of your
handwriting—though literally your letter only contained the words you were
well.
Nothing has happened since I put my letter by— Charlotte is very agreeable
but rather grave I think— Eras & she have a good deal of talking
together but we think they both the poor creatures often look miserably
shy—poor Charlotte blushes & colours to her fingers ends &
Eras thinks she must have done so at Maer & so innocently have raised
your never-to-be-forgotten impertinence which so petrified me—
perhaps you will think this solution arises from Erasmus's jealousy & envy
& I think it does seem rather suspicious— Fanny & Emma came
here on Friday. Emma is looking very pretty & chats very pleasantly but I am
still steady to my old friend Fanny—
A letter to my Father came from John Price, it ought to have been directed to Susan it
was so full of messages to her & reproaches to her for having written only one
side of note paper to him lately, when she was oblgd to write some message or
communication for my Father to him. he supposed she thought it ``highly
improper to write 2 sides of note paper to a Bachelor &c''. &
very angry that she had not told him of your plans. Susan is furious at ``his
impertinence'' Erasmus was ordered to write—he refused saying he would have
nothing to do with ``Lovers quarrels'' you may guess how indignant Susan was &
it has ended in my being victim—but I think I will so write that our
correspondence may end where it begins—
Dec 29th. Dear Charles I have just had your letter of the
27th. on the point of sailing & I must say a few words
to you for after reading any of your charming letters I never can read for very long
afterwards & usually take a solo walk & think of you. I delight in your
enthusiasm & can fancy no more vivid enjoyment than when you first land, see
your ``glorious sun'', & exquisite vegetation— On Tuesday I got your
dear affectionate letter by the early post & in the hopes of an answer reaching
you wrote a short letter by that return of Post which I suppose after paying the dead
letter office a visit will return to me in due time. I will not finish my letter till
the day it must go that you may have the latest news.
Decr 31. I got your second letter on Thursday written when the
``anchors were weighing, sails, unfurling''—&
as my letter written on Tuesday returned this morning with (The Beagle has sailed) on
its back—I suppose you are now really off. Eras, Charlotte Fanny &
Emma all went off on Monday just filling the coach & a very pleasant merry party
they must have made. they slept at Birmingham the first night. I have heard
since from Eras who declares Dr Holland is very attentive to Charlotte
& he is quite convinced has serious intentions. I feel very sure Charlottes
intentions are equally serious & certainly will not have him—if
she did but esteem & like I think he really would be a very affectionate
husband, but that is match that will never be—
All Shropshire is Gossiping now at a quarrel between Dr. Dugard
& Mrs. Hill— Dr D. declaring
Mrs. H promised him a certain sum (£1000 a year it
is said) if he brought the marriage to bear between Sir Rowland & Miss
Clegg, having made the promise before Mrs.
Dugard & one of the young Hills, which she now denies & says ``the
finger of God'' brought it to bear. Dr. Dugard threatens to prosecute
Mrs. Hill in the Kings Bench for defamation for what she says &
told the whole story a few days ago—[to] Sarah (Mrs Williams),
at a dinner party. On the other side, the Hills are furious say it is all false.
Dr. D. trying to get money—& they tell the
story every where. every body are curious how this disgraceful affair will
end.—
Susan and Cath want this flap to write a few lines to you, but their long letter will
go by February packet directed to Rio unless in the mean time we have fresh
direction— If you write to Eras, shall you direct to his Club? as he talks of
leaving his Regent St. lodging—but he has given you
direction I dare say— I have been reading all morning Beecheys voyages
& have at least double interest in his account of the South Sea islands from
knowing you will visit them (first page)
I have read & re read so many times your letters that I know them by
heart, almost I should say for you & I agree our memory is not our
strongest point— I have just seen my Father he sends you his kindest love. I
wish you had seen his pleased feeling look when I read him yr
affectionate message.
Good bye my very very dear Charles | Yrs very
affectly | Caroline Darwin
Nancy was so pleased by your so kindly recollecting her She says she does not know what
it would be proper for her to say to you
My dearest Charley. I have got this little scrap out of Caroline's enormous letter,
just to tell you how often I think of you, and how very very much I hope you will have
liked your voyage as much as can be expected, and when you get this, you will be
beginning really to enjoy yourself, and see the wonders of the world. I can hardly
believe I am really writing to you in South America. what will you think of this little
speck, Shrewsbury, when you come back? You cannot think how interesting we shall find
your letters—we depend on your writing as often as you have
opportunity, it will be such a comfort to us to hear often from you. Your letters were
very interesting even from Devonport; I long for your first account of Madeira. I see
Beechey got to Teneriffe in 12 days. Mr Owen talks so much of
you, and with so much affection and feeling. I wish you could see his countenance about
you. I have been several times at Woodhouse lately, for Balls. I will write
more to you, I am determined, the 1st of February. Goodbye, my dearest
Charles, | Catherine.—
My dear Charley I cannot let this go without writing my own love & telling you
how I long to have yr first Madeira letter it will be so very
interesting. I am very sanguine about yr enjoyment as I think you are
like myself & always look at the best side. I shall commence on a folio sheet in
a very few days for the 1st. of Feb & now I must bid you
Good bye wishing you a most happy prosperous New Year which begins tomorrow Ever
Dear<est> C yr most affectionate Susan Darwin
