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llent time. Sir John is a small man, and, I should think, a little more than fifty years old, and growing gray; very quiet and unpretending in his manner, and though at first seeming cold, getting easily interested in whatever is going forward. . . . At half past 8 we adjourned in mass, after a very lively talk, from the tavern, which was the well-known Crown and Anchor, in the Strand, to the Geological Rooms at Somerset House. . . . . Sedgwick read a synopsis of the stratified rocks of Great Britain; an excellent, good-humored extemporaneous discussion followed, managed with much spirit by Greenough, the first President, and founder of the Society; Murchison; Lyell, the well-known author; Stokes; Buckland; and Phillips of York. . . . . May 24.—Dined at Holland House, with Lady Fitzpatrick, Mr. Akerley,—who has done such good service as chairman of the committee on the Poor-Laws,—Lord Shelburne, Sir James Kempt,— who is thankful to be no longer Governor-General of Canada,— Lord Jo
York, Pa. (Pennsylvania, United States) (search for this): chapter 9
ements of the season. On the day after his arrival he received and paid some visits, and thus describes Lord Brougham:— He has gained a good deal of flesh since I knew him in 1818-19, and is even improved in that particular since I saw him at York three years ago. But in other respects I do not think he is changed for the better. He showed a very disagreeable disposition when he spoke of Jeffrey and Empson . . . . . It was really ungentlemanlike and coarse to speak as he did, of two personcks of Great Britain; an excellent, good-humored extemporaneous discussion followed, managed with much spirit by Greenough, the first President, and founder of the Society; Murchison; Lyell, the well-known author; Stokes; Buckland; and Phillips of York. . . . . May 24.—Dined at Holland House, with Lady Fitzpatrick, Mr. Akerley,—who has done such good service as chairman of the committee on the Poor-Laws,—Lord Shelburne, Sir James Kempt,— who is thankful to be no longer Governor-General of Can
United States (United States) (search for this): chapter 9
ng brilliantly, sometimes petulantly, and once or twice savagely. He is a strange person. He talks of coming to the United States. . . . . Boat-building has been a passion with him, and when he lived near Bowness, he practised it a good deal. Sn the world. I talked a good deal with Sir J. Kempt about the Canadas, which he seems to regard much as we do in the United States, and condemns—as Lord Holland did plainly— the whole course of Sir Francis Head, as far as the United States are conUnited States are concerned. He had intended to ask Head to dine to-day, and as I expressed a good deal of regret that I had not seen him, he said he would invite him soon, and let me know when he would come; but seemed a little surprised that I should be pleased to mea sailing packet. The first steamer that crossed the Atlantic, the Sirius, made its first voyage from England to the United States that spring; but, when Mr. Ticknor was obliged to decide on the mode of his return, she had not been heard from, and
Cambria (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 9
h other friends, and then added—as if the thought had just rushed upon him, and filled his eyes with tears,—and they too are dead. It was some time before he could command himself enough to speak again. While we were at dinner Senior came in, and stayed with us very agreeably, having come to ask us to dine with them some day before we go; but we have none left. May 28.—. . . . On our return home we had visits from the Misses Luxmoore To whom Mr. and Mrs. Ticknor had made a visit in Wales in 1835. and their brother, the Dean of St. Asaph, . . . . who have taken a house for a few weeks to enjoy London, and from the pretty Mrs. Milman, whose kind and urgent invitations to dinner we were really sorry to refuse. After they were gone we went to visit Lady Mulgrave, who is just arrived from Ireland . . . . . She is fair, fat, and forty, I should think; but she has a certain sort of beauty still, most sweet and winning manners, and a great deal of tact and intelligence. She is fi<
Horatio Greenough (search for this): chapter 9
ng gray; very quiet and unpretending in his manner, and though at first seeming cold, getting easily interested in whatever is going forward. . . . At half past 8 we adjourned in mass, after a very lively talk, from the tavern, which was the well-known Crown and Anchor, in the Strand, to the Geological Rooms at Somerset House. . . . . Sedgwick read a synopsis of the stratified rocks of Great Britain; an excellent, good-humored extemporaneous discussion followed, managed with much spirit by Greenough, the first President, and founder of the Society; Murchison; Lyell, the well-known author; Stokes; Buckland; and Phillips of York. . . . . May 24.—Dined at Holland House, with Lady Fitzpatrick, Mr. Akerley,—who has done such good service as chairman of the committee on the Poor-Laws,—Lord Shelburne, Sir James Kempt,— who is thankful to be no longer Governor-General of Canada,— Lord John Russell, Allen, and two others. It was a pleasure to dine in that grand old Gilt Room, with its two
Ireland (search for this): chapter 9
s Sancho says, there is an end to everything but death. On this Sunday passed at Althorp, Mr. Ticknor wrote the following letter:— To Miss Maria Edgeworth, Edgeworthtown. Althorp Park, Northampton, May 20, 1838. my dear Miss Edgeworth,—It is seldom the lot of a letter to give so much pleasure and so much pain as did the one we have quite lately received from you,—so much pleasure from the kindness it expresses toward us and our children, in the renewal of your invitation to Ireland, and the words in which you renew it,—so much pain because we cannot accept it. We give a part of the letter from Miss Edgeworth, to which the above is an answer: We are very eager, very anxious, to see you again at our own home, retired and homely as it is. You flattered us you were happy here during the two short days you gave us. O, pray! pray! come to us again before you go from our world forever,—at least, from me forever. Consider my age! and Mrs. Mary Sneyd begs you to
C. R. Leslie (search for this): chapter 9
. . . . The only person to whom I was introduced, that I was curious about, was Bulwer, the novelist; a white-haired, white-whiskered, white-faced fop, all point device, with his flowing curls and his silk-lined coat, and his conversation to match the whole. . . . . June 3.—We began the day with a breakfast at Miss Rogers's, in her nice house on Regent's Park, which is a sort of imitation—and not a bad one either—of her brother's on St. James's. She has some good pictures, among which is Leslie's Duchess and Sancho, the best thing of his I have seen of late years; and she keeps autographs, curiosities, and objects of virtu, just like her brother. Best of all, she is kind and good-humored, and had invited very pleasant friends to meet us,—Leslie, Babbage, Mackintosh, and her brother, who was extraordinarily agreeable, and made us stay unreasonably late. We then made some visits P. P. C., and on coming home received many, which we were sorry to receive, because they were intimat
Pascual Gayangos (search for this): chapter 9
ne's first cabinet, and brother-in-law of Lord Grey; Lady Cowper and her daughter, Lady Fanny,—mater pulchra, filia pulchrior; Lord John Russell, the Atlas of this unhappy administration; . . . . . Lord and Lady Morley; Stanley, of the Treasury; Gayangos,—the Spaniard I was desirous to see, because he is to review Prescott's book; and Sir Francis Head . . . . . It was certainly as agreeable as a party well could be. I took pains to get between Head and Gayangos at dinner, because I wanted to knGayangos at dinner, because I wanted to know them both. The Spaniard——about thirty-two years old, and talking English like a native, almost—I found quite pleasant, and full of pleasant knowledge in Spanish and Arabic, and with the kindliest good — will towards Ferdinand and Isabella. Sir Francis Head, on the contrary,—a little short man, with quick, decisive motions, and his reddish hair cut very close to his head,—I found somewhat stiff; but the difficulty, as I soon discovered, was, that he did not feel at his ease, knowi
Edinburgh Review (search for this): chapter 9
arrived at Edinburgh about noon . . . . I was desirous to see Napier, the editor of the Edinburgh Review, in order to do what I could to have Ferdinand and Isabella noticed in that journal, and tham told, what between his Law Professorship in the University, and the labor of editing the Edinburgh Review and the Encyclopaedia Britannica, he is kept feeble and ill nearly the whole time. He rece; and, before I had been with him half an hour, it was fully agreed that there should be an Edinburgh Review of Ferdinand and Isabella; that Allen should write it, if Napier can persuade him to do so,ds less favor. Brougham was much discussed; and it was plain he has great authority in the Edinburgh Review because he writes so much and so well for it, and not because they have a great respect for out this morning to see my old friend Mrs. Fletcher, around whom, in the early days of the Edinburgh Review, Brougham, Jeffrey, and all that clique were gathered, and whose talents still command thei
Carl Josias Bunsen (search for this): chapter 9
raet used to have the Royal Library at Paris, and he could find nothing really rare or valuable. I went afterwards with Cotton to Peters at Merton, and went over his fine old College, with its curious and strange library, where some of the books are still chained, and the arrangement is much the same as in the Laurentian at Florence, both belonging to nearly the same period. May 17.—I breakfasted this morning with Cotton, in his nice suite of rooms in Christ Church, and met there Peters, Bunsen,—son of my old friend, the Prussian Minister, who is here preparing himself for the English Church,—and two or three others. It was a favorable and agreeable specimen of the University life, something too luxurious, perhaps, but still it was plain there was a good deal of learning and literary taste among them. At two o'clock I went again to Buckland's lecture . . . . . In the course of his remarks, he said America could never be a manufacturing country without coal in great quantities. A<
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