LETTER FROM MRS. CHARITY MOORE, 1831 19 



know how you are situated in that turbulent 

 land where there seems no place of safety. 

 After all what a Tyrant liberty is, allowing only 

 her own favourites to think, speak or act, 

 punishing with mob and fire those who differ in 

 opinion from her. I wish and yet dread to hear 

 from England for I fear there is yet much 

 trouble before you. We are now celebrating the 

 birth of the Prince of Peace, may the land of 

 Britain find peace and Good-will among its 

 inhabitants. . . . 



' We had a mild season until within a few days, 

 but it has not been a healthy one. An influenza 

 has been very general, even I have not escaped 

 it. But this day the sun shines so bright, the 

 air appears so pure that it is quite a day of en- 

 joyment. My little Grand-daughters are gone to 

 walk delighted at the idea of going abroad. . . . 



' I am a slave to my tyranical cough and 

 cannot stir abroad. I hope this will find you in 

 better health than usual, all your Grandchildren 

 safe and well, Lord Holland free from gout, and 

 Lady Holland quite restored to health. My 

 love to her and all her posterity, Lady Lilford 

 more especially. 



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