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Warburton (search for this): chapter 21
sor of Modern History. I was sorry to leave them early, and for so disagreeable a purpose as that of being examined before a committee of the House of Commons, on the subject of the ballot as practically managed in the United States. I had refused twice to go, but being much pressed and receiving a very civil note from the chairman, and having nothing to say but what I chose, I at last went. Mr. Ord, a pleasant gentleman from Northumberland, whose father I formerly knew, presided, and Warburton, the philosopher, as they call him, Grote, a very sensible, excellent member from the city, etc., were present, and asked acute questions. I was, however, most curious about Shiel, the Irish agitator; a short, thick-set, fiery-faced little fellow, who carried all the marks of his spirit in the eagerness of his countenance and manner, and in the rapidity and vehemence of his utterance.—They all treated me with the greatest courtesy and kindness, evidently desirous only to get facts. . . .
Edward Villiers (search for this): chapter 21
original, so unprepared, so fresh. Taylor said little, but Kenyon produced quite an impression on Mr. Smith, who was surprised as well as pleased, for they knew each other very little before. It was a rare enjoyment. When it was over we went regularly to see some of the London sights, which all strangers must see. . . . We arrived at home just in season to dress ourselves, and reach Kent House before dinner, where we had a most agreeable and quiet time, dining without company, with Mrs. Villiers and Mr. and Mrs. Lister, excellent and pleasant people, the two last well known by their lively books, which have been reprinted in America. While A. was listening to Mrs. Lister's music, and looking over her beautiful drawing, I made a short visit at Lord Holland's, thus making the range of our day's work extend from ten in the morning to eleven at night, and from the Thames Tunnel to Holland House, a space of nine miles. On the 25th of July, after these three weeks of excitement a
Vignolles (search for this): chapter 21
grace and thanks were sung, with great beauty and sweetness, by the College choir, which has the reputation of being the best in the three kingdoms. August 16.—I dined with the Lord Lieutenant, driving again through that magnificent park, two or three miles, to reach the Lodge. It was a small party, consisting only of two ladies, who seemed to be connections of Lord Mulgrave; the usual proportion of aidesde-camp and secretaries; Mr. Harcourt of York; Mr. Stanley of the Derby family; Mr. Vignolles, one of the chaplains; Wilkie, the painter; and myself. . . . . When Lord Mulgrave came in he spoke to every one, not ceremoniously, as he did the other day, but very familiarly. He sat down first, asked us to be seated, and talked very agreeably; was evidently pleased to find that his books had been printed and read in America, and said that he still had a particular liking for his old title of Lord Normanby, under which he wrote them. . . . . After the ladies had left the table he
William Vaughan (search for this): chapter 21
th, and found him a good deal stouter than he was when I knew him before, and with his hair grown quite white; but not a jot less amusing. He seems to think that the government of the United States was much weakened by the compromise about the tariff with South Carolina, and says that it is the opinion of the wise politicians in England. . . We dined in the city with our very kind friends the Vaughans; See ante, pp. 15 and 55. and I was much gratified to find that, notwithstanding Mr. W. Vaughan's great age, he is, excepting deafness, quite well preserved. . . . . We met there, too, my old friend Mr. Maltby, the successor of Porson as Librarian of the London Institution, whom I had formerly known both here and in Italy, still full of the abundance of his learning and zeal. The evening, from a little after ten to half past 1, we spent at the Marchioness of Lansdowne's, who gave a grand concert. The house itself, with its fine grounds filling the whole of one side of Berkeley
De Tocqueville (search for this): chapter 21
nd feelings of a large popular audience. I was delighted with it, and it produced a fine effect. August 12.—. . . . At five I went to the Ordinary, provided for 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, Whom Mr. Ticknor had already known well in America. 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 <
John Tobin (search for this): chapter 21
n,. . . . for the opinions of which, touching the United States, he expressed his regret, as mistaken. Soon after we had established ourselves in our very comfortable quarters at Ravenswell, his place near the village of Bray,. . . . we set off for a dejeuner and fete champetre given by Mr. and Mrs. Putland. . . . . A great many of the members of the Association had stayed another day to be present at it, and we saw again there Sir John Ross, Tom Moore, Wilkie, Lady Morgan, Dr. Sands, Sir John Tobin, Dr. Lardner, One evening, during the meeting in Dublin, Mr. Ticknor heard Dr. Lardner make the well-known discourse in which he pronounced it to be impossible that a steamboat should ever cross the ocean; but though he often referred to this assertion afterwards, it did not so much impress him at the time as to induce him to remark on it in his journal. and many more most agreeable people. . . . . At six o'clock we returned to Mr. Weld's and found dinner ready. . . . There were so
George Ticknor (search for this): chapter 21
gves-sels—had an exciting conclusion, which Mr. Ticknor thus describes:— At the moment when, wih and vivid interest of travel began, which Mr. Ticknor could now enjoy, with less regretful longinLord Ossington,—when they all were often at Mr. Ticknor's house. another of the Ministry, who was iKenyon In another passage of the Journal Mr. Ticknor says: Mr. Kenyon is a man of fortune and li, and kind as possible. I went, too, while Mrs. Ticknor was with Mrs. Somerville, to inquire for po with his old friend Whishart * Note by Mr. Ticknor: I did not then know who Whishart was; but al, where I heard Agassiz When Agassiz and Ticknor became close and faithful friends, a few year One evening, during the meeting in Dublin, Mr. Ticknor heard Dr. Lardner make the well-known discoted the Taylors, Previously mentioned by Mr. Ticknor as Mr. John Taylor, the geologist, and main with his wife and two pleasant daughters. Mr. Ticknor and his family made a short visit, ten days[16 more...
Theresa (search for this): chapter 21
he is still entirely simple, frank, and kindly. I was much gratified to have her tell me that it was the opinion of the family and friends that my picture of her father is the best one extant, and that nothing equals it except Chantrey's bust; so that I am sure of it now, for she volunteered the remark, with all her characteristic simplicity and directness. The evening we spent very agreeably indeed, in a party collected to meet us at Mrs. Lister's. Mrs. Thomas Lister,—afterwards Lady Theresa,—sister to Lord Clarendon. After Mr. Lister's death she became, in 1844, the wife of Sir George Cornewall Lewis; and, beside her novel Dacre,—reprinted in America before 1835,—she published, in 1852, the Lives of Friends and Contemporaries of Lord Chancellor Clarendon. Her beauty was celebrated. Mr. Lister was the author of Granby, Herbert Lacy, etc., and of a life of Lord Chancellor Clarendon. Mr. Parker was there, whom I saw in Boston a year ago, and who has lately carried a contest
Ealing (United Kingdom) (search for this): chapter 21
t to see Lady Byron. . . . . The upper part of her face is still fresh and young; the lower part bears strong marks of suffering and sorrow. Her whole manner is very gentle and quiet,—not reserved, but retiring,—and there are sure indications in it of deep feeling. She is much interested in doing good, and seemed anxious about a school she has established, to support, as well as educate, a number of poor boys, so as to fit them to be teachers. Mr. and Mrs. Ticknor visited this school at Ealing, by the desire of Lady Byron, and were pleased especially with seeing how much can be done by a moderate sum of money, judiciously expended. She talked well, and once or twice was amused, and laughed; but it was plain that she has little tendency to gayety. Indeed, she has never been in what is called society, since her separation from Lord Byron, not even to accompany her daughter, who went abroad, whenever she went at all, with Mrs. Somerville. Her whole appearance and conversation grat
Boulogne (France) (search for this): chapter 21
the poor Poles, by Mad. Filipowicz, who played marvellously on the violin herself. Tickets were kindly sent to us by Lady C. D., or we should have known nothing about it, and should have been sorry to have missed it, for a large number of the best singers were there,—Tamburini, Lablache, Rubini, Grisi, Malibran. . . . . Returning some visits afterwards we found Mrs. Lockhart at home, and spent some time with her and her children, whom we shall not see again on this visit, as they go to Boulogne for a month to-morrow. She is grown a matronly woman since I saw her, and her boy, Walter, is a fine little fellow, with his grandfather's long upper lip; but in other respects she is little changed. Her Scotch accent is as broad as ever, and she is still entirely simple, frank, and kindly. I was much gratified to have her tell me that it was the opinion of the family and friends that my picture of her father is the best one extant, and that nothing equals it except Chantrey's bust; so
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