On March 7 1814, Jane Austen continues for a third day to write to her sister Cassandra.
Monday. — Here’s a day! The ground covered with snow! What is to become of us? We were to have walked out early to near shops, and had the carriage for the more distant. Mr. Richard Snow is dreadfully fond of us. I dare say he has stretched himself out at Chawton too. Continue reading
On March 6 1814, Jane Austen continues to writes to her sister Cassandra.
Sunday. — I find a little time before breakfast for writing. It was considerably past four when they arrived yesterday, the roads were so very bad! As it was, they had four horses from Cranford Bridge. Fanny was miserably cold at first, but they both seem well. Continue reading
On March 5 1814, Jane Austen writes to her sister Cassandra. She begins by mentioning that she has read Lord Bryon’s The Corsair.
MY DEAR CASSANDRA,
Do not be angry with me for beginning another letter to you. I have read the “Corsair,” mended my petticoat, and have nothing else to do. Getting out is impossible. It is a nasty day for everybody. Edward’s spirits will be wanting sunshine, and here is nothing but thickness and sleet; and though these two rooms are delightfully warm, I fancy it is very cold abroad.
Young Wyndham accepts the invitation. He is such a nice, gentlemanlike, unaffected sort of young man, that I think he may do for Fanny; has a sensible, quiet look, which one likes. Our fate with Mrs. L. and Miss E. is fixed for this day se’nnight. A civil note is come from Miss H. Moore, to apologise for not returning my visit to-day, and ask us to join a small party this evening. Thank ye, but we shall be better engaged.
I was speaking to Mde. B. this morning about a boiled loaf, when it appeared that her master has no raspberry jam; she has some, which of course she is determined he shall have; but cannot you bring a pot when you come?
On March 4 1814, Joseph Bonaparte, in Paris, writes to his brother to Napoleon.
Sire,— I have had no letter from you since the one of yesterday from La Ferte-sous-Jouarre. The Empress held to-day the special Council ordered by your Majesty. I read the papers which you sent to me. All the members of the council seemed to be of one mind: the enemy’s proposals were considered most unjust, and perfect confidence was expressed in whatever commands your Majesty may think fit to give to your plenipotentiary, in order to enable France to benefit immediately by the enormous sacrifices which are exacted of her. They are all convinced that your Majesty will never consent to such sacrifices, unless driven to them by absolute necessity, and that your Majesty is a better judge of this necessity than any one else can be. Continue reading
On March 3 1814, Lord Byron writes to Annabella Milbanke, from 4, Bennet Street, London.
My dear Friend—In your last you stated that you were about to quit Seaham for a short time—I trust that you have derived benefit—that is better health—from your excursion.—I have to regret having perhaps alarmed you by something I said—writing hastily in one of my late letters—I did not very well—at least I do not recollect exactly what I said—it was the “hectic of a moment” probably— occasioned by a variety of unpleasant circumstances pressing upon me at the time—and arising from follies (or worse) into which I betray myself—& escape I cannot tell how—unless there be such a thing as Fate in this best of all possible worlds.————— Continue reading
On March 2 1814, Joseph, in Paris, writes to his brother Napoleon.
Sire,—We hear to-day that the commissioners for the armistice have separated. The ministers held a council to-day. It seems that, in every respect, we are at the end of our resources. I have sent 700 men to Lagny. They are old soldiers picked up in the hospitals, left when Laval’s division marched. They are to join their corps.