[James Robinson Planché, playwright and herald.] Autograph Letter Signed (‘J. R. Planché’) to author Anna Eliza Bray, discussing the writings of his daughter Matilda Anne Mackarness, and the situation in which he lives with her and her husband.

James Robinson Planché [J. R. Planché] (1796-1880), playwright, antiquary and herald [his daughter Matilda Anne Mackarness (1825-1881); Anna Eliza Bray [née Kempe; later Stothard] (1790-1883)]
Publication details: 
10 November [1864]; Dymchurch [Kent].
SKU: 23832

A good letter, reflective of the mid-Victorian literary milieu; with a successful playwright discussing the writing of his daughter in a letter to another female Victorian writer. See the entries for Bray, his daughter Mrs Mackarness, and the recipient Mrs Bray, in the Oxford DNB. 4pp, 12mo. Bifolium. In good condition, with minor traces of stub adhering to one edge. 51 lines of text in a neat, disciplined hand. Planché does not give the year; it is added in pencil in another hand. Addressed to ‘Mrs Bray / the Vicarage / Tavistock’. He has determined to ‘lose not a post’ in thanking her for her ‘kind recollections’ of him. Her ‘charming little book’ (perhaps her 1860 selection of her late husband’s sermons) arrived safely that morning: ‘I anticipate great pleasure from its perusal. It is indeed a long time since we met! My two daughters have both become women & wives since then. Both have settled in Kent and I am residing for the present with the youngest who married the Revd. H. S. Mackarness, formerly a fellow of King’s Coll. Camb. and now Rector of St. Mary’s an adjoining Parish to Dymchurch’. He notes the health of the incumbent of that parish before continuing: ‘We live on the edge of the sea or more properly of the land, in the centre of the fine amphitheatre of Hiles, a wide Bay stretched before us’. He describes the environs before wondering whether Mrs Bray might know of his daughter’s ‘little book called “ A Trap to catch a Sunbeam,” which has had a remarkable sale, and other little books of the same class. She has never put her name to them and if you have met with them you might not have known they were by a daughter of mine’.