such members as choose to take it at five shillings a head, but to which, as a stranger, I have free tickets. The Provost of Trinity College presided, and as the most distinguished men make it a point to be there, it is always pleasant. Our party was particularly so,— Sir Alexander Creighton, Professor Graves, Beaumont, and Tocqueville,1 etc. It was all over, however, by half past 7, for at eight comes the general meeting at the Rotunda. . . . August 12—This morning I breakfasted with a small party in the Common <*> of Trinity College, the Provost presiding. Whewell, Sir <*> Franklin, and Wilkie, the painter, were in my immediately neighborhood, and I conversed with all of them a good deal. W<*> looks very much like a fresh, undisciplined Yankee, but <*> freely and well. Wilkie is delightful, so simple, so pleasant, and, when he spoke of poor Stewart Newton, so kind and truehearted. Occasionally he showed shrewdness and knowledge of the world, and it is plain he looks quite through the ways of men. But there is no harm in this, for he is certainly kind. Franklin is not tall, but he has an ample, solid, iron frame, and his head is singularly set back upon his neck, so that he seems always to be looking up; besides which he has a cast in one of his eyes, very slight, and not always perceptible. His manners are not very elegant, nor his style of conversation or of public discussion very polished; but he is strong, quick, graphic, and safe. . . . . I went to but one section this morning; the geological, where I heard Agassiz2—from, I believe, Lausanne, in Switzerland, and reputed one of the first naturalists in the world-discuss the question of fossil remains of fishes. He did it in French, plainly, distinctly, and with beauty of phrase. He is still young, and was greatly applauded, as were Sedgwick and Murchison when they followed and eulogized him. I was very much pleased with the whole scene. I dined with Lord Mulgrave, the Lord Lieutenant, in the Government House, in the magnificent Phoenix Park. I had been for some days engaged to dine with Mr. Litton, a leading member of the bar, but an invitation from the Viceroy, like an invitation from the King, is in the nature of a command. . .. . The ceremonies of the dinner were regal. The aides-de-camp, three in number, received us in a rich
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2 When Agassiz and Ticknor became close and faithful friends, a few years after this, the great naturalist was delighted to know that his triumph on this day had been witnessed by Mr. Ticknor; for he was put, on that occasion, to a test so severe as to be hardly fair, and came out of it with perfect success.
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