In later years I was more or less on intimate terms
with Harrison Ainsworth, George Eliot, Sir Henry
Layard, Sir Henry Rawlinson, Tom Taylor, Thackeray,
Dickens, Yates, Wilkie Collins, Swinburne, Sir Roderick
Murchison, Rider Haggard, Dr. Elliotson, and William
Spottiswoode, late President of the Royal Society. He
was a prince among men, and I loved and reverenced
his noble character."
Unlike many literary women, Mrs. Lynn Linton is a great adept with her needle. The beautiful silk embroideries—of which she is very proud-cushions, chair seats, and the handsome fire-screen are all the work of her skilful fingers, and made from her own designs. The big green frog and the swallows hanging on the left are a present from Mr. Oswald Crawfurd, the famous consul at Oporto. The Tunis plates and various photographs indicate that your hostess has made sundry journeys abroad, and travelled in many foreign lands where she has picked up a few picturesque
“bits" as mementos of the places which she visited; but she says her most cherished possession is the gold cinquecento basket standing yonder, the gift of Walter Savage Landor.
Yet more books! Each recess in the opposite wall is well filled, also the low dwarf bookcase under the large mirror, and another under the Herring “slate."
You are curious to know if Mrs. Lyon Linton reads and is influenced by criticisms on her works? She says she has never striven for popularity, and has boldly put forth her opinions, without caring for the consequences. She was once called "selfish." Selfish!
