Daughter of Nicholas Turner, of Stoke House, Surrey, Charlotte (1749-1806) married early and disasterously. Mr. Smith was the dissipated son of a West India merchant, and soon found his way into prison, where she spent seven months with him. She suffered poverty, wrote for bread, parted from her husband, worked for her family, and saw all her children die as they came to maturity. Her poetry is of the sentimental type. Of her sonnets Coleridge had a grateful recollection. Her prose won praises from Hayley, Cowper, and Sir Walter Scott.