One afternoon he joined in a fete champetre
at Holland House.
After seven weeks in London
, passed in a round of social engagements,—which were enjoyable, though overtaxing his strength,—he left the metropolis, going first to Midhurst
, where he was two nights with Mr. Cobden
, who urged a week's visit, and then by way of Weymouth
, where he had engaged to visit Tocqueville
at his chateau.
Returning to Paris
, he next made an excursion to Switzerland
, the Italian lakes
, and Belgium
He wrote to C. F. Adams
, September 14, from the Hague
I know nothing of politics at home; but I have implicit faith in the future.
1 know we shall succeed.
Your sons May expect to take part in the triumph, even if we have passed away.
Courage! Be of good cheer; the cause cannot fail!
I have been impressed by the general prosperity of the countries I have visited; they seem to smile with fertility and the fruits of industry.
But amidst all the tokens of prosperity, there seems to be no home for the laborers.
I wonder they do not all desert, and come to us.
was in England
again September 19.
He remained less than a week in London
, visiting for a night Mr. Russell Sturgis
, and Lord Cranworth at Holwood.
He dined twice with Mr. Parkes
at the Reform Club
, but his friends were mostly absent from London
He then went north to attend the exhibition at Manchester
, and to fulfil engagements for visits at Mr. Ashworth
's at Bolton
, Miss Martineau
's at Ambleside
, and Mr. Ingham
's at South Shields.
he penetrated into the highlands of Scotland
as far as Fort Augustus
, in order to visit an old acquaintance, Edward Ellice, Sr.
, at Glenquoich.
From this northern point he wrote to E. L. Pierce
I am here farther north than Iona and Staffa, beyond Morven, and near the Isle of Skye, where Flora Macdonald sheltered Charles Edward.
There is no family living within forty or fifty miles of the friend whose guest I now am, and whose estate stretches for miles and miles.
In front of the window at which I write are the hills of the immense possessions of Lochiel.
I am away from American papers, and without letters.
By chance some days ago I had a newspaper which contained Wilson's speech at Worcester,—his best effort.
Indeed, I always think his last is his best.
Never have I known any person whose improvement was so palpable.
I long to see our noble State a unit at the head of our great battle for civilization.
This note, beginning in a glen, I finish at an inn in Elgin, October 15.
Afterwards he visited the Duke
at Dunrobin Castle, Lord Aberdeen at Haddo House, Sir William Stirling
, the Argylls at Inverary, and James Stirling