He is very pleased with the drawing of his
father which is hanging in his little study, is glad he settled on gentleness, rather than the more characteristic gloom; he and his
wife poor on etiquette; wants Richmond to come and tell him whether it is any use writing or thinking about painting any more and feels he may be wasting his life, and is very sad about things in Italy; there are no hills in England or Scotland which have any power over him, only pastures and brooks; comments on
Palmer's paintings in the watercolour exhibition.