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LETTERS. 1387
therefore took only his eyes, and all the rest out of may
own head.
StockHoim, 3d November.
Here we are, my dearest Charlotte! And while writing
this I can scarcely refrain from tears. On Friday we left
for town. The weather was in the beginning rough and
unpleasant, but the nearer we came to town, the more the
sky began to brighten before us, until we approached the
outskirts of the metropolis, when it became perfectly blue
and brilliant. I mention this because it made me think.
in the beginning it will’ be heavy and dull, then better, and
ultimately well. When one has doubts and fears, one easily |
becomes a little superstitious.
In the evening I received your letter. How happy I am
to see that you are thriving so well! F came a little
later to see us, gay and lively. I went early to bed, with
an autumnal night in my heart and in my soul. Saturday
was to me an indescribably sad day, and I wept bitter, bit-
ter tears ; a tribute to past moments, against the heavy and
gnawing return of which no seraph’s wings can protect us ;
and, as so often before, I only sighed, “ Alas, die, die!”
In the evening I got a little better; I read a good book,
prayed to God, became calmer, and vowed to bear up
against it.
4th November.
I shall say only a little more of ourselves. We are very
comfortably lodged ; our drawing-room is elegantly fur-
nished and very cosy. But I miss what I value more than
every thing else,—a private room all to myself, if ever
so small. We are very quiet here, and are allowed to
be much by ourselves down-stairs. Our father’s good and
gentle temper is gone; as yet it is not difficult to manage,
but may at any moment become so. Our mother is cheer-
ful and kind; Hedda calm and quiet, but not gay ; Agatha
joyous and full of hope (as long as it lasts), and I —alas,
my dearest Charlotte! I fight against oppressive feelings ;
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