Part 27 (2/2)

PS--When you have time tell me a little about him; he was so dear to me

Mr Frederic Harrison writes as follows:--

The occasional visits that I received from your late brother showedand htful humour--I mean his intense sympathy with all who suffer and are in need

He came to see me several times on sundry errands of h life to reenerosity, and his inexhaustible patience with folly and error

My young daughter, like all young people in civilised countries, was brought up on his beautiful fancies and humours But for my part I remember him rieve, and offer you our heartfelt sympathy

I am, faithfully yours,

Frederic Harrison

His old friend and tutor Dr Price, writes:--

I feel his re us as the loss of an old and dear friend and pupil, to whom I have been most war o! And 44 years of uninterrupted friendshi+pI was pleased to read yesterday in _The Times_ newspaper the kindly obituary notice: perfectly just and true; appreciative, as it should be, as to the unusual coenius that led to the writing of ”Alice's Adventures”

Only the other day [writes a lady friend] he wrote to me about his admiration for my dear husband, and he ended his letter thus: ”I trust that when _ to the last, and ready for the Master's call”--and truly so he was

A friend at Oxford writes:--

Mr Dodgson was ever the kindest and gentlest of friends, bringing sunshi+ne into the house with hiirls are quite overcorief All day memories of countless acts of kindness shown to me, and to people I have known, have crowded my mind, and I feel it almost impossible to realise that he has passed beyond the reach of our gratitude and affection

The following are extracts frorown up:--

How beautiful to think of the track of light and love he has left behind hiht into the lives of all those he caet all his kindness to us, from the time he first lad to have had the privilege of knowing hison's oldest ”child-friends” writes:--

He was to e to see a good deal of hi the last two years I cannot tell you how son will be a strange place, and it is difficult to realise it even while we listen to the special solemn anthems and hymns to his memory in our cathedral

One who had visited him at Guildford, writes:--

It must be quite sixteen years now since he first made friends with my sister and myself as children on the beach at Eastbourne, and since then his friendshi+p has been and must always be one of my most valued possessions It culminated, I think, in the suht me to spend a very happy Sunday at Guildford I had not seen him before, that year, for soht in his kindness, and pride in his friendshi+p, changed into higher love and reverence, when in our long walks over the downs I saw entleness of his nature

Shortly after Mr Dodgson's death, his ”Three Sunsets” was published by Messrs Macmillan The twelve ”Fairy Fancies,” which illustrate it, were drawn by Miss E G Thoh they are entirely unconnected with the text, they are so thoroughly in accordance with the author's delicate refinement, and so beautiful in themselves, that they do not strike one as inappropriate

So with the time at which they are published

I could not see, for blinding tears, The glories of the west: A heavenly music filled my ears, A heavenly peace my breast

”Come unto me, come unto me-- All ye that labour, unto ive you rest”