Has it seemed to you a long while since I wrote?1 It has to me, a very long while, & many's the day that I have said to myself, to-morrow I shall write a long letter & then the quiet leisure needed has never come. I sometimes think the best way would be to keep a letter always going—to jot down once a week, say, anything that I fancy will interest you & then send you the sum total at a months end.
I have news about dear Bee2 that will surprise and, perhaps, disappoint you. After she
had studied four or five months at Bern the field of medical study began to broaden
out before her: she realized man_ej.00187_large.jpg more than even before what science was being brought to bear on
the investigation of disease, & slowly, reluctantly, painfully she came to the
conclusion that she had not sufficient grasp of intellect to master all that she saw
a physician ought to master. She could get through her examinations well enough as
she has done before—but could not she said "pass" her own inward examination
or conscientiously enter upon practice—she would not add to the already too
great number of "fumbling physicians".
man_ej.00188_large.jpgI thought perhaps she was suffering
from such work & took a morbid view of things, & wrote to her to come home at
once for a rest at any rate. So she is now with us, & I said we would not speak
of it to any one till she was rested, & we had talked it well over. For I fully
believe myself, that though not brilliantly gifted, her intellect is fully up to the
average & a
character a good deal beyond—that her devotedness & sympathy would in the
end after long years of careful study make her an admirable physician. But I find
her conviction is so strong & so conscientious, so against
man_ej.00053_large.jpgher own wishes—for she loves
both the studies & the practice better than ever & is bitterly disappointed,—
that no more was to be said. And as regards my own feelings (though I am sorry for
her sorrow, & sorry too that the excellent work I think she would do should go
undone) yet the profession was like a great man that swallowed her up from me. I had
seen nothing of her for two years & should not for three or four more, & I
shrank from the
arduousness of the life for her. And I have no doubt but that she will find scope
man_ej.00054_large.jpgin other ways for
her fine
qualities. So I am well content—& it is such a comfort & delight to
have her at home with us once more. And the training she has is a splendid
preparation for life generally.—Herby3 has been working double tides to finish
a picture he is going to send into the Academy on Tuesday; but whether it will get
hung or no is always a toss up for young artists. One of our Philadelphia friends
Mr. Murry Gibson has been over here & gives Herby
a small commission too. William Rossetti4 spent good Friday afternoon with us; was
very pleased with Herby's work. And then we had a long jolly talk about you dear
Friend—you have no truer
man_ej.00189_large.jpgappreciator & friend than he I find he stands fast. Indeed
your friends & lovers in England are none of them half hearted,—but then
perhaps it is not possible to be so toward you. We find Hampstead so pleasant &
healthful that we are looking out for a house to settle down in—and then dear
friend if only you will come! it is not so formidable a journey as to Colorado. I
wonder if you have been lecturing or writing about that.
I have made the acquaintance of Mr. Buxton Forman5 whom you know by letter man_ej.00190_large.jpg& who is a
very old & dear friend of Dr. Bucke's6 concerning whom
he has told me some very interesting particulars. Did you ever hear his history? if
not I will tell it you in my next & you will like him all the more. Rossetti
thinks that little paragraph about Ruskin's admiration
of your poems which appeared in last weeks Atheneum & has no doubt been sent to
you, will give a greater impetus to the circulation of your poems here than
anything that has yet
man_ej.00056_large.jpghappened. Indeed every year the soil gets more & more ready
for the crop.—In political matters we are faring very badly just now. England is fairly besotted by Beaconsfield's
specious but rascally
foreign policy &
I believe he will have another lease of power. I hope Mr
& Mrs Whitman7 are well—& Jessie8 &
Walter? My love to all My thoughts travel daily to America—it has become a
part of my life in a very real sense. Love from us all;