Coristine_,--A thousand thanks for the bonny pipe,
which I fear you must have missed. I shall take great care of it as
a memorial of pleasant, though exciting, days. I wish you were here
to help Perrowne and me at our cricket and golf, and to have a
little chat now and then on practical theology. My ministerial
friend is that infatuated with Miss Halbert (they are engaged, you
know) I can get very little out of him. Mrs. Carmichael sends her
kind regards. Her daughter Marjorie is looking pale and lifeless, I
do trust the dear lassie is not going like her poor father. We all
love to hear her sing, but she has got that Garden of Gethsemane
poem of his set to music. It is very beautiful but far too sad for
her young life. I have been visiting your friend Mr. Wilkinson,
pastorally, and am just delighted with him. He is a man of a very
fine mind and most devout spirit. Miss Cecile and he will suit one
another admirably. Colonel Morton is wearying for your society, and
so is the good old grandfather. If it will not be putting you to
too much trouble, will you ask your bookseller to get me a cheap
Leipsic edition of Augustine's "De Civitate Dei," as I wish to
polish up my patristic Latin, in spite of the trash written in it,
that still defiles our theological teaching.
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