eturning home found Mr. and Mrs. Wijk.
She looked sweetly & was dressed elegantly.
They called to invite us to pass the morrow with them, at their country seat.— Tuesday.
8. At eleven in the morning, took a carriage to Mr. Wijk's. A long & tedious ride, one & a quarter Swedish mile from town.
We arrived there at one, found Mr. W[ijk] & his lady waiting to receive us. We took a walk round the grounds before dinner.
The house built in a very pretty style & the grounds something like an English Park.
An English gentleman, a brother-in-law of Mr. Wijk's dined with us. He has a country seat adjoining.
After dinner, we walked to this gentleman's grounds.
They are quite delighted with a fine lake near the house.
We then visited the factories, which the owner, a man of great mechanical genius, has erected upon his grounds.
We saw all the different stages the flax went through before weaving & lastly the weaving itself.
We returned home & took tea with Mrs. Wijk & then bade adieu.