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CHAPTER XIV.

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War and capital Punishments. - Letter on the same. - Letter on a musical
Composition. Sphere of Poetry.- Artistic Talent. - Love of the Fine
Arts. Sketches.-Her Estimate of Art.-Her Love of God.-Her Con-
fidence in it.— How, and by whom, she was appreciated. — Her Servants.
Unworldliness. Anecdote. Singularity. Her scriptural Studies.
Hebrew Psalter. Her retired Habits. How she sees her Friends. —
Conversational Breakfasts. - Evenings. — Organ. - Gifts. — Graces. —
Faults. How to do Justice to the Subject. - Error towards God and
towards Man. Public Worship. - Sundays. —Silent Worship. - Holy
Communion. Mr. La Trobe. — Illness in her Family. -Roman Catho-
lics. Her feelings towards them.-Course pursued by them.-Freedom

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AUTOBIOGRAPHY

OF

MARY ANNE SCHIMMELPENNINCK.

PART I.

1778-1787.

"Whatever I write is in its nature testamentary. It may have the weakness, but it has also the sincerity of a dying declaration." — BURKE.

"Oft in my way have I

Stood still, though but a casual passenger,

So much I felt the awfulness of life.". - WORDSWORTH.

I was born in the evening of the 25th of November, 1778, in Steel-House Lane, at my grandfather's house of business in Birmingham, where my father, Samuel Galton, then lived. My mother was Lucy Barclay. My grandfather resided at that time at Dudson, a country-house distant about a mile and a half from that town. My first recollections date from 1782; when we had removed to Hagley Row, the Five Ways, which was then the Clifton of Bir

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mingham. I remember the aged Judge Oliver, Lord Chief Justice of Massachusetts, as then living within two or three doors of us; and the pleasure it was to me to be allowed to hand to his relative, Governor Hutchinson, a rich cup of chocolate in his morning calls, and to be taken on his knee afterwards and hear all about the Falls of Niagara and hunting the bisons; to look through his Claude glass and his telescope; and to see a collection of little curiosities, which he delighted to make, and to show to children.

I then remember, too, learning to put together Dissected Maps; and, my eyes being blindfolded, I was expected to find the different counties by their form and size. I also recollect the pleasure it was to see a camera obscura, and to have it explained by my mother. As a shadowy remembrance, I recall the image of old Lord Monboddo, approaching the house on horseback, with a huge package on his horse behind him; so that I, looking from a window, called out to my mother that the tame dromedary we had seen a few days before, was coming back to us. About the same time I remember seeing Dr. Smeaton, the builder of the Eddystone Lighthouse. Nor can I forget the delightful holiday it used to be, when my kind grandfather came to visit us, or I went to him, and he gave me a little basket of his beautiful fruit, particularly grapes and pine-apples, and taught me how to skip the rope or to sow seeds in my little garden. I also recollect the pleasure it sometimes used to be on a winter evening when my father told me of Menelaus, and Troy, and Ulysses, and the adventures of Eneas; and to go with

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