treats of a different subject. It describes a journey from Chawton to London, in her brother's curricle, and shows how much could be seen and enjoyed in course of a long summer's day by leisurely travelling amongst scenery which the traveller in an express train now rushes through in little more than an hour, but scarcely sees at all :-
'MY DEAR CASSANDRA,
'Before I say anything else, I claim a paper full of
halfpence on the drawing-room mantel-piece; I put
them there myself, and forgot to bring them with me.
I cannot say that I have yet been in any distress for
money, but I chuse to have my due, as well as the
Devil. How lucky we were in our weather yesterday!
This wet morning makes one more sensible of it. We
had no rain of any consequence. The head of the
curricle was put half up three or four times, but our
share of the showers was very trifling, though they
seemed to be heavy all round us, when we were on
the Hog's-back, and I fancied it might then be raining
so hard at Chawton as to make you feel for us much
more than we deserved. Three hours and a quarter
took us to Guildford, where we staid barely two hours,
and had only just time enough for all we had to do
there; that is, eating a long and comfortable breakfast,
watching the carriages, paying Mr. Harrington, and
taking a little stroll afterwards. From some views
which that stroll gave us, I think most highly of the
situation of Guildford. We wanted all our brothers
