AND THE REV. R. CHURTON. 203 



among some other tracts published by Gale. Dr. Adee, M.D., 

 whom you knew probably, collected a Hist, of Waverley Abbey; 

 and my friend Dr. Bostock has a transcript of it. He has 

 made considerable use of the annals, and appears to have put 

 together all, or nearly all, that is to be met with on the sub- 

 ject. I left a paper for you at Fleet Street, which said that 

 the heart of Peter de Eupibus was buried at Waverley, and 

 his body at Winchester. The Hist, of Waverley mentions 

 this ; and Dr. Adee adds " that when Mr. Child first came to 

 the place, a heart was dug up in a leaden pot, and preserved in 

 some liquor." Simon de Montfort is also mentioned ; but 

 this, I think, I extracted on the said paper. 



No Mr. White, no Mrs. J. White, no Mr. Edm. White, no 

 Mrs. Etty ! Alas poor Selborne ! thy grotesque lanes, thy 

 romantic vales, thy delightful walks, thy verdant hills, thy ex- 

 tensive prospects deserve to be honoured by other inhabitants 

 than the philosophic Timothy in the beginning of June ! Here, 

 however (for I have almost done mischief enough to the loaf), 

 here " Let me wander all unseen, By hedgerow elms and hil- 

 locks green," in fields somewhat more fertile than the Surrey 

 hills, where the largest of the trees first planted by 0. Hunter is 

 about 3 feet in girt, after groAving, I believe, more years than 

 I have been growing ; but then in height they have far out- 

 stript me, to say nothing of my friend the archer of Rolle *, 

 who honoured me with a letter yesterday after a half year's 

 silence. He says not a syllable about returning to England; 

 but if he has left Rolle, as perhaps he may before a letter ar- 

 rives, it will be forwarded. He says the English literature 

 and nation enjoy in Switzerland a degree of esteem which is 

 very flattering to a lover of his country, and that it is sur- 

 prizing to see the number of English authors to be met with 

 in the libraries of gentlemen in the delicious little town where 

 he was when he wrote to me. 



I enclose you a letter from the ' Wanderer ' (" Thickness the 

 traveller ") ; how instructive it may prove I know not, Mr. 

 Burby tells me he saw a letter from C. Etty which was for- 

 warded to Mrs. Etty, and that he apprehends he is on the 



* [Dr. Chandler.— T. B.] 



