wanting a Governess, could not leave home.
"Sir Charles is a widower (his Wife was sister to Lord Ilchester)
without children; but had a niece staying with him, and his sister
Lady Dunstanville, a pleasant and very civil woman. There were also
Mr. Bunbury,
eldest son of Sir Henry Bunbury, a man of much
cultivation and strong talents; Mr. Fox Talbot, son, I think, of
another Ilchester lady, and brother of _the_ Talbot of Wales, but
himself a man of large fortune, and known for photogenic and other
scientific plans of extr
acting sunbeams from cucumbers. He also is a
man of known
ability, but
chiefly employed in that peculiar
department. _Item_ Professors Lloyd and Owen: the former, of Dublin,
son of the late Provost, I had seen before and knew; a great
mathematician and optician, and a discoverer in those matters; with a
clever little Wife, who has a great deal of knowledge, quite free from
pretension. Owen is a first-rate
comparative anatomist, they say the
greatest since Cuvier; lives in London, and lectures there. On the
whole, he interested me more than any of them,--by an
apparent force
and downrightness of mind, combined with much
simplicity and
frankness.
"Nothing could be pleasanter and easier than the habits of life, with
what to me was a very
unusual degree of
luxury, though probably
nothing but what is common among people of large fortune. The library
and pictures are nothing
extraordinary. The general tone of good
nature, good sense and quiet freedom, was what struck me most; and I
think besides this there was a
disposition to be
cordially courteous
towards me....
"I took Edward a ride of two hours
yesterday on Calvert's pony, and he
is improving fast in horsemanship. The school appears to answer very
well. We shall have the Governess in a day or two, which will be a
great
satisfaction. Will you send my Mother this scribble with my
love; and believe me,
"Your
affectionate son,
"JOHN STERLING."
One other little event dwells with me, out of those Falmouth times,
exact date now forgotten; a pleasant little matter, in which Sterling,
and
principally the Misses Fox, bright
cheery young creatures, were
concerned; which, for the sake of its human interest, is worth
mention. In a certain Cornish mine, said the Newspapers duly
specifying it, two miners deep down in the shaft were engaged putting
in a shot for blasting: they had completed their affair, and were
about to give the signal for being hoisted up,--one at a time was all
their coadjutor at the top could manage, and the second was to kindle
the match, and then mount with all speed. Now it chanced while they
were both still below, one of them thought the match too long; tried
to break it shorter, took a couple of stones, a flat and a sharp, to
cut it shorter; did cut it of the due length, but,
horrible to relate,
kindled it at the same time, and both were still below! Both shouted
vehemently to the coadjutor at the windlass, both
sprang at the
basket; the windlass man could not move it with them both. Here was a
moment for poor miner Jack and miner Will! Instant
horrible death
hangs over both,--when Will
generously resigns himself: "Go aloft,
Jack," and sits down; "away; in one minute I shall be in Heaven!"
Jack bounds aloft, the
explosioninstantly follows, bruises his face
as he looks over; he is safe above ground: and poor Will? Descending
eagerly they find Will too, as if by
miracle, buried under rocks which
had
arched themselves over him, and little injured: he too is brought
up safe, and all ends
joyfully, say the Newspapers.
Such a piece of manful promptitude, and salutary human
heroism, was
worth investigating. It was investigated; found to be
accurate to the
letter,--with this
addition and
explanation, that Will, an honest,
ignorant good man, entirely given up to Methodism, had been perfect in
the "faith of assurance," certain that _he_ should get to Heaven if he
died, certain that Jack would not, which had been the ground of his