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ON the day after Arthur Stanley died, his only surviving sister and his most intimate friend, Hugh Pearson, wrote to me, asking me to be his biographer. I gladly accepted the office, as I felt sure that no one could know more of a cousin with whom much of my life had been spent, and to whose kindness - in my boyhood and youth - I had been most deeply indebted. But Sir George Grove, who was one of his literary executors, did not consider me competent for the work, and at first under­took to carry it out himself, afterwards intrusting it to others, whom - to the utmost of my power - I helped with materials. To myself, it was only left to write a magazine article, without any material but my own recollections and such letters as I personally possessed. It is given again here, in a slightly enlarged form, with illustrations. To this are added some memorials of my dear friend, Henry Alford, Dean of Can­terbury, and of Mrs. Duncan Stewart, a clever and charming old lady, who was for some years a well-known figure in London Society. [1]


[1] The Article on Arthur Penrhyn Stanley first appeared in Macmillan's Magazine; that on Mrs. Duncan Stewart in Good Words; that on Paray le Monial in Evening Hours.