Received 6-7-92
Answered 8-8-92
Laurel Lodge
Sunday 18 May 1892
My dearly beloved Brother
I am excessively sorry I did not write to you last mail, but I did not know anybody was writing and I suppose you have hardly finished reading that last epistle of mine – but I don’t intend this to be so long.
There’s not the slightest atom of news, except that one of the hens has broken her leg or put it out of joint.
Both Essil and I like going to Brighton every day very much. Essil has stopped at home one day on account of her eating too much of something I can’t remember which. I had had to go by myself. The train is swarming with Grammar school boys every morning, and coming home on Wednesdays and Saturdays.
There has been a large sale at “Stock Nest.” I don’t know if you remember it, a good large house f acing the beach, standing in its own surrounded by the garden so that you cant see it very well from the road. It belonged to that cracked old creature Mr. Munster. I believe he has gone bankrupt or something of the sort.
I went to tea art Mtrs Blanche Macwood’s the Saturday before last, and we went for a walk about Brighton, for I have never seen the part towards the sea before. On the Church Parade I saw some of the frightfulest (to use good grammar) creatures I ever saw – painted and made up in the latest style.
Edith Elkin is staying at Brighton and wrote and asked Mamma to come over to lunch with her. I don’t believe I told you that Mr and Mrs Fennings came over her to afternoon tea one day. They are staying in lodgings in Brighton too.
Don’t I mix my subjects up beautifully? – I have just been reading this letter over. One of the Grammar school boys that goes by train is simply awfully amusing. I suppose he has got to the conceited age, but when he gets out of the carriage he stands up and buttons his coat and puts his hat on straight before the glass.
I must take a fond farewell.
Your loving Putty
Coral