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10 MY LIFEin <strong>life</strong> ; <strong>and</strong> as we all, I think, inherited from myfather a certain amount <strong>of</strong> constitutional inactivity orlaziness, the necessity for work that our circumstancesentailed was certainly beneficial in developing whateverpowers were latent in us ;<strong>and</strong> this is what Iimplied when I remarked that our father's loss <strong>of</strong> hisproperty was perhaps a blessing indisguise.Of the five daughters, the first-born died whenfive months old ; the next, Eliza, died <strong>of</strong> consumptionat Hertford, aged twenty-two. Two others, MaryAnne <strong>and</strong> Emma, died at Usk at the ages <strong>of</strong> eight<strong>and</strong> six respectively ; while Frances married Mr.Thomas Sims, a photographer, <strong>and</strong> died in London,aged eighty-one.On the whole, both the <strong>Wallace</strong>s <strong>and</strong> the Greenellsseem to have been rather long-lived when they reachedmanhood or womanhood. The five ancestral <strong>Wallace</strong>s<strong>of</strong> whom I have <strong>record</strong>s had an average age <strong>of</strong> seventylungs, from which he never recovered.I will now give a short account <strong>of</strong> my father'sappearance <strong>and</strong> character. In a miniature, paintedjust before his marriage, when he was thirty-five yearsold, he is represented in a blue coat with gilt buttons,a white waistcoat, a thick white neck-cloth coming upto the chin <strong>and</strong> showing no collar, <strong>and</strong> a frilledyears, while the five Greenells had an average <strong>of</strong>seventy-six. Of our own family, my brother Johnreached seventy-seven, <strong>and</strong> my sister Fanny eightyone.<strong>My</strong> brother William owed his death to a railwayjourney by night in winter, from London to SouthWales in the miserable accommodation then affordedto third-class passengers, which, increased by a dampbed at Bristol, brought on severe congestion <strong>of</strong> theshirtfront.This was probably his wedding-coat, <strong>and</strong> his

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