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Text for Page 028 [02-19-1855]

wizened, contracted little woman has reached the same age.    The
daughter is a girl of fifty or so, and really appeared sprightly by
force of contrast.     I sat beside Mr Fielder, and was almost start-
led at his strong likeness to my grandmother, which he increased by
pulling off his black velvet skull cap.    The eyes were fuller, wilder
looking, the eyebrows more angular, but the look was the same. He
talked much, but ramblingly, gave me the old books (Congress Matters
&c about the American War time,) and would send out the footman
for two shilling cakes, which we were to take home with us. (This, I
recollect, was an old custom of his.)       Me he bade come to see him a-
gain, and after half an hours stay, during which I was shown into
an adjoining room to see the portrait of my great grand-mother, (a
handsome Sir Thomas Lawrenceish face,) we left, and homewards,
calling in at Mayall�s by the way.                    I don�t think this
life of my uncle Fielder�s a success.   He�s rich enough, � has, they
say 100,000 [pounds], but what avails it to him whose life is confined to
these two rooms, cheerless ones too in all concience, to one of which he
is wheeled each night by the footman.     He has been a worldly,
ambitious, thriving man, connected with the law, the East Indian-
House, I know not what else.     Two sons he has, one a Proctor,
the other married �well�, but no children.     The daughter has
travelled on the continent, is accomplished &c.     A dreary house
that in Manchester Street!   I fancy the pretty servant girl
with the plump footman must be happier in the kitchen,
than the parlour folks.(They were secretly married it appeared, afterwards.)
  {20. Tuesday.       Writing to Alf Waud, to Mary Anne,
  21. Wednesday}       and to Miss E Brown.               
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