GLASGOW, July 3, 1830.

You will, ere this, my dear Mrs. Jameson, have received my very
tardy reply to your first kind letter. I got your second last night
at the theater, just after I _had given away my jewels to Mr.
Beverley_. I was much gratified by your profession of affection for
me, for though I am not over-desirous of public admiration and
approbation, I am anxious to secure the good-will of individuals
whose intellect I admire, and on whose character I can with
confidence rely. Your letter, however, made me uncomfortable in
some respects; you seem unhappy and perplexed. I am sure you will
believe me when I say that, without the remotest thought of
intruding on the sacredness of private annoyances and distresses, I
most sincerely sympathize in your uneasiness, whatever may be its
cause, and earnestly pray that the cloud, which the two or three
last times we met in London hung so heavily on your spirits, may
pass away. It is not for me to say to you, "Patience," my dear Mrs.
Jameson; you have suffered too much to have neglected that only
remedy of our afflictions, but I trust Heaven will make it an
efficacious one to you, and erelong send you less need of it. I am
glad you see my mother often, and very glad that to assist your
recollection of me you find interest and amusement in discussing
the fitting up of my room with her. Pray do not forget that the
drawing you made of the rooms in James Street is mine, and that
when you visit me in my new abode it will be pleasant to have that
remembrance before us of a place where we have spent some hours
very happily together.

What you say of Mrs. N---- only echoes my own thoughts of her. She
is a splendid creature, nobly endowed every way; too nobly to
become through mere frivolity and foolish vanity the mark of the
malice and envy of such _things_ as she is surrounded by, and who
will all eagerly embrace the opportunity of slandering one so
immeasurably their superior in every respect. I do not know much of
her, but I feel deeply interested in her; not precisely with the
interest inspired by loving or even liking, but with that feeling
of admiring solicitude with which one must regard a person so
gifted, so tempted, and in such a position as hers. I am glad tha