ensible, and unpretentious
girls; so as, if you will come over here any day or days, we will find
you board and bed too, for a week longer at any rate. There is a good
room below, which we now only use for meals, but which you and I can be
quite at our sole ease in. Won't you come?

I purpose (and indeed have been some while intentioning) to go over to
Yarmouth to look for you. But I write this note in hope it may bring you
hither also.

Donne has got his soldier boy home from India--Freddy--I always thought
him a very nice fellow indeed. No doubt life is happy enough to all of
them just now. Donne has been on a visit to the Highlands--which seems
to have pleased him--I have got an MS. of Bahram and his Seven Castles
(Persian), which I have not yet cared to look far into. Will you? It is
short, fairly transcribed, and of some repute in its own country, I
hear. Cowell sent it me from Calcutta; but it almost requires _his_
company to make one devote one's time to Persian, when, with what
remains of one's old English eyes, one can read the Odyssey and
Shakespeare.

With compliments to the ladies, believe me, Yours very truly,

EDWARD FITZGERALD.

I didn't know you were back from your usual summer tour till
Mr. Cobb told my sister lately of having seen you.

To George Borrow, Esq.

BATH HOUSE, LOWESTOFT, _October 10/59._

DEAR BORROW,--This time last year I was here and wrote to ask
about you. You were gone to Scotland. Well, where are you now?
As I also said last year: 'If you be in Yarmouth and have any
mind to see me I will go over some day; or here I am if you
will come here. And I am quite alone. As it is I would bus it
to Yarmouth but I don't know if you and yours be there at all,
nor if there, whereabout. If I don't hear at all I shall
suppose you are not there, on one of your excursions, or not
wanting to be rooted out; a condition I too well understand. I
was at Gorleston some months ago for some while; just after
losing my greatest friend, the Bedfordshire lad who was crushed
to death, coming home from hunting, his horse falling on him.
He survived indeed two months, and I had been to bid him
eternal adieu, so had no appetite for anything but
rest--rest--rest. I have just seen his widow off from here.
With kind regards to the ladies, Yours very truly,

EDWARD FITZG