Main content

Title: Stewart, Frances to Edgeworth, Honora, 1829
CollectionRevisiting Our Forest Home, The immigrant letters of Frances Stewart [J. L. Aoki]
SenderStewart, Frances
Sender Genderfemale
Sender Occupationhousewife
Sender Religionunknown
OriginDouro Township, Newcsatle District, Upper Canada
RecipientEdgeworth, Honora
Recipient Genderfemale
Doc. No.
Partial Date
Doc. Type
Word Count892
Genrefamily life
Transcript1829: April 6
To Honora [Edgeworth], Ireland

6th April 1829

My dearest Honora

When I learned that our dear and valuable Aunt Mary had returned to
Ireland my first thought was about you for I know how very much it must
encrease your happiness to have her once more with you, and I intended
then to have written to congratulate you on her being once more with you
but various & endless are my obstacles to any employment which requires
quietness, and some times I am almost in despair about being able to do
any thing but nurse or fuss a little about the children or housekeeping.
Then when I have any time I write in such a hurry that I have no comfort.
Even now I scribble with John sleeping on my arm & the three next making
all sorts of noises in the room as the weather is too wet & cold to dispose of them out of doors. We have had a most unusually long & severe winter. It
did not begin till after Christmas for all Nov'r & Dec'r were delightful. But then it became extremely cold & for a month I don't think the ther'r rose above 10, added to which we had high northwest winds & but very few
sunny days. Now, tho' we have nearly reached the second week of April,
the weather is bitterly cold & blustery, no appearance of Spring anywhere.
How different from Ireland I dare say your Daffodils & Narcissus are,
all in high beauty, as well as the other sweet & beautiful flowers which
make their appearance at this sweet season, but which with us here don't
bloom till June when every thing comes at once, but soon droop & fade
from the heat & dryness so that the only time of year we have any pretty
flowers in our gardens is between June & September, by which time all
are gone to seed & beginning to grow brown & withered. I for this reason
am not half so fond of my flower gardens as in days of yore. Indeed all
my pursuits are so completely changed that I scarcely can help thinking
I have been changed by some Evil Fairy, for no people could be so
totally different as Fanny Browne of Dublin & Fanny Stewart of Douro,
except that my dear friends are the same & equally fond & tender. Oh
this makes me know most exquisitely that I am Fanny Browne still. But though ray employments are of necessity so much changed my
tastes are the same & I still enjoy reading, music &c &c as much as I
did 20 years ago. In walking I admire just as much as ever the works
of Nature, altho I have not much time for walking. I wish much dear
Honora to hear from you again. It seems so very long since I have had
a letter from you. You may perhaps think that I don't deserve it and
I know that I have not written to you for many months, no, not even
to thank you for the nice & valuable addition you sent to our Library,
which I assure you have contributed very much to our entertainment
during the dark days we have had this winter & have helped to keep
away low spirits which will sometimes come in spite of all our efforts to
keep them at a proper distance. Letters are also delightful restoratives
& always have a very instantaneous effect tho' I must say my pleasure is
always blinded with a good deal of apprehension on first breaking the
seals. I hope soon to see one of your fine folios make its appearance.
You have much to tell me about all the different branches into which
your family is now divided. So pray indulge me soon. Begin at the root
& tell me about home & all its inmates & about all you like to tell me of
what you do, say & think, for nothing of that sort can be uninteresting,
then about Fanny Wilson, H. Butler, Sophy Fox & her little nice young
Foxes, Sneyd and his [ ], my dear William, who I do & always will
love with the warmest & steadiest affection, which like every impression
imbibed in early life lasts long & increases by age I do think, for I
have seen so very little of him since our childhood that my love of him
must be just the old love I had for my dear playfellow, strengthened &
encreased by years.
It is curious that just as I left Ireland he should be employed on the
very spot I may say where we lived & that he sh'd know so many of our
friends & acquaintances there.
I cannot tell you any news because I don't know any which can interest
you nor have I any anecdotes or adventures to relate, never having
passed so tiresome or dull a winter. We have had few visitors & those
we had were no way agreeable. Indeed I am rather disgusted with our
neighbors than otherwise. However, we have so many resources within
ourselves that I find myself independent of society. Now adieu, with kindest love to ray ever loved Aunt Mary, believe
me your ever affectionate friend,
F Stewart