May 10, 1836 from Watnall:
"I have wintered most happily, sometimes going for a week at a time to old or new friends, sometimes fagging hard with raising two infant schools in our own neighbourhood, both of which I have visited today. . . . I commenced another infant school on Monday, with the expectation of a hundred and thirty children, whom we expect to make happy and hope to make good; by entire gentleness and kindness we have already civilized our children, and through them are making much impression on the parents. . . . Figure me to yourself, leading one beautiful golden-haired rustic, and four or five more holding to my shawl, with hands and baskets full of primrose violet and cowslip heaps, talking of flowers and the cuckoo, in the loneliest village possible, where our infants can toddle a mile on the road with small probability of meeting horse or cart except on market-days. These are my chief companions here. . . ."