(From Jane Austen's letters to her sister Cassandra)
"I will not say your mulberry-trees are dead, but I am afraid they are not alive."
"At the bottom of Kingdown Hill we met a gentleman in a buggy, who, on minute examination, turned out to be Dr Hill - and Dr Hill in in such very deep mourning that either his mother, his wife, or himself must be dead."
Showing posts with label 238th birthday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 238th birthday. Show all posts
Monday, December 16, 2013
HAPPY 238th BIRTHDAY, JANE AUSTEN!
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