But I am pleased to have a good likeness of each of my treasures _extant_ in the possession of somebody.

Robert's will, of course, be eminently saleable, and Wiedeman's too, perhaps, for the beauty's sake, with those blue far-reaching eyes, and that innocent angel face emplumed in the golden ringlets! Somebody told me yesterday that she never had known, in a long experience of children, so attractive a child.

He is so full of sweetness and vivacity together, of imagination and grace.

A poetical child really, and in the best sense.

Such a piece of innocence and simplicity with it all, too! A child you couldn't lie to if you tried.