I was too ill to write at the time, and Robert would not let me answer it afterwards.
[_The remainder of this letter is missing._] * * * * * _To Mrs.Martin_ Villa Alberti, Siena: September [1859].
My dearest Mrs.Martin,--As you talk of palpitations and the newspapers, and then tell me or imply that you are confined for light and air to the 'Times' on the Italian question, I am moved with sympathy and compassion for you, and anxious not to lose a post in answering your letter.

My dear, dear friends, I beseech you to believe _nothing_ which you have read, are reading, or are likely to read in the 'Times' newspaper, unless it contradicts all that went before.

The criminal conduct of that paper from first to last, and the immense amount of injury it has occasioned in the world, make me feel that the hanging of the Smethursts and Ellen Butlers would be irredeemable cruelty while these writers are protected by the Law....
Of course you must feel perplexed.

The paper takes up different sets of falsities, quite different and contradictory, and treats them as facts, and writes 'leaders' on them, as if they were facts.

The reader, at last, falls into a state of confusion, and sees nothing clearly except that somehow or other, for something that he has done or hasn't done, has intended or hasn't intended, Louis Napoleon is a rascal, and we ought to hate him and his.
Well, leave the 'Times'-- though from the 'Times' and the like base human movements in England and Germany resulted, more or less directly, that peace of Villafranca which threw us all here into so deep an anguish, that I, for one, have scarcely recovered from it even to this day.
Let me tell you.