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A Memoir of Jane Austen

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Jane Austen’s Letters 53

but the surgeon will not declare him to be in no danger. 1 Mr.

Heathcote° met with a genteel little accident the other day in

hunting. He got off to lead his horse over a hedge, or a house, or

something, and his horse in his haste trod upon his leg, or rather

ancle, I believe, and it is not certain whether the small bone is

not broke. Martha has accepted Mary’s invitation for Lord

Portsmouth’s ball.° He has not yet sent out his own invitations,

but that does not signify; Martha comes, and a ball there is to be. I

think it will be too early in her mother’s absence for me to return

with her.

‘Sunday Evening.–– We have had a dreadful storm of wind in

the fore part of this day, which has done a great deal of mischief

among our trees. I was sitting alone in the dining-room when an

odd kind of crash startled me–– in a moment afterwards it was

repeated. I then went to the window, which I reached just in time

to see the last of our two highly valued elms descend into the

Sweep!!!!!° The other, which had fallen, I suppose, in the first

crash, and which was the nearest to the pond, taking a more

easterly direction, sunk among our screen of chestnuts and firs,

knocking down one spruce-fir, beating off the head of another,

and stripping the two corner chestnuts of several branches in its

fall. This is not all. One large elm out of the two on the left-hand

side as you enter what I call the elm walk, was likewise blown

down; the maple° bearing the weathercock was broke in two, and

what I regret more than all the rest is, that all the three elms

which grew in Hall’s meadow, and gave such ornament to it, are

gone; two were blown down, and the other so much injured that it

cannot stand. I am happy to add, however, that no greater evil

than the loss of trees has been the consequence of the storm

in this place, or in our immediate neighbourhood. We grieve,

therefore, in some comfort.

‘I am yours ever, ‘J.A.’

The next letter, written four days later than the former, was

addressed to Miss Lloyd,° an intimate friend, whose sister (my

mother) was married to Jane’s eldest brother:––

1 The limb was saved.

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