in the neighborhood; tea; dinner; in the evening in Lady Carlisle's room. Mr. Grey sang four songs of Longfellow,— “Excelsior,” “The Bridge,” “The rainy day,” and “The Arrow and the song;” afterwards C. came to my room and we talked together. October 31. Left Castle Howard at eight o'clock in the morning; C. rose to see me off; Mr. Grey left en route with me as far as Manchester; in the train, not far from York, met Sir Roderick Murchison; crossed the country by Crewe to Stafford, where I took a fly and drove six miles to Lord Hatherton's, Teddesley Park, near Penkridge, where I arrived just at dinner-time; in the house were several guests,—Lady Wharncliffe and Miss Wortley, Lord Wrottesley, Mr.Reeve and Mrs. Henry Reeve, Hon. Spencer Lyttleton, Mrs. Gaskell and daughters. Lady Hatherton most charming and hospitable.1 November 1. Sunday. This forenoon drove to the beautiful parish church of Penkridge, where in the chancel were beautiful monuments; curious sermon; after lunch went with Lord Hatherton to see his farm, which is in remarkable order; saw his Hereford cattle, also his draining; after dinner, at the close of the evening, the domestics (some twenty-five or thirty) and family assembled in the dining-room, where Lady H. read prayers and a short sermon. November 2. Day misty and rainy; forenoon in the house; after lunch went with Lady H. and a company of ladies to visit the jail at Stafford, which is in excellent condition, and under the direction of a governor who was formerly a major in the army, and all also had the English recommendations of old family; he evidently had a talent for the lace. In Stafford visited the large parish church, also another church, now being restored; saw Isaac Walton's house; in the evening the governor of the jail came to dinner, also Captain Mackinnon, cousin of my old friend of the navy. November 3. Resisted all temptation to stay at Teddesley, and all further pressure to give up my idea of sailing at the end of the week for America. At noon left for the Stafford station on my way to John Bright at Llandudno, near Conway, in Wales, where I arrived in the rain just before dark. Stopped at hotel, where rooms were engaged for me by B. and as his guest; long talks with him on health and politics till eleven o'clock. November 4. This forenoon with Bright, whom I have enjoyed much; left him at one o'clock for Hawarden Castle, the seat of Sir Stephen Glynne, brother-in-law of Mr. Gladstone, on a visit to Mr. G., whose home is at the castle; arrived in the afternoon; Gladstone took me in the thick mist round the grounds, particularly to the fine old ruin. At dinner were Sir Stephen Glynne, Mr.Gladstone and Mrs. Gladstone, Lord Lyttleton, who has recently lost his wife, a sister of this family; also Rev. Mr. Glynne, a brother, who has the valuable living in the neighborhood. Mr. Gladstone is much engaged in three volumes on Homer. I found in him the eloquent conversation which I have admired. November 5. This morning, in the rain, drove through the park with Mr. Gladstone; then at eleven o'clock left the castle; at noon reached Chester, where I drove about the town, visited the old cathedral, walked on the
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