human
Ever since my brother's death (Cardinal J. H. N.) I am overwhelmed with letters, and now am writing more and longer every day than my fingers can well manage, for publishers eager for my MS.
gpt
I am about to send to my publishers my _painful_ contribution to the life of the late Cardinal, my brother. I am conscientiously bound to write it, because in his _fifty_ years' absence from the sight of the public a new generation has grown up ignorant of the facts, and the attempt is already begun to puff them off for their beauty of style..,. My age being eighty- five, I know the truths, and must tell them. I shall be howled at as _unbrotherly_. My immediate business now is to write to numbers of correspondents of whom you are one, whom I have necessarily neglected while engaged in the most anxious work I have ever undertaken....
human
to which Francis Newman takes exception. And there was another reason too, which I believe exercised a strong sway over his feelings to his brother in early youth, and brought into play, though perhaps unrecognized by himself, the quality of emulation, followed by keen disappointment, when failure, as regarded that incident, fell to his share. Be that as it may, it is impossible to justify Francis Newman's writing thus of his brother, in the
gpt
I should vastly have preferred entire oblivion of him (of the Cardinal),
human
Later on he says,
gpt
I have _tried_ to cherish for him a sort of _filial_ sentiment, but
human
[Footnote: J. H. Newman once in speaking of his brother, said,
gpt
Much as we love each other, neither would like to be mistaken for the other. A sentence which seems to contain more meanings than one!] Perhaps no words could more absolutely convey the lack of sympathy between the brothers, than do these.
human
I have _tried_ to cherish for him a sort of filial sentiment!