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substitution of lard oil for whale oil for use in lamps.
Miss Edgeworth said, ‘I hear that, in consequence of this new fashion, the whale cannot bear the sight of a pig.’
We met on this occasion a half-brother and a half-sister of Miss Edgeworth, much younger than herself.
I think that they must have been twins, so closely did they resemble each other in appearance.
At parting Miss Edgeworth gave each of us an etching of Irish peasants, the work of a friend of hers.
On the one which she gave to my husband she wrote, ‘From a lover of truth to a lover of truth.’
After leaving Dublin we traveled north as far as the Giant's Causeway.
The state of the country was very forlorn.
The peasantry lived in wretched hovels of one or two rooms, the floor of mud, the pig taking his ease within doors, and the chickens roosting above the fireplace.
Beggars were seen everywhere, and of the most persistent sort.
In most places where we stopped for the night, accommodations were far from satisfactory.
The safest dishes to order were stirabout and potatoes.
My husband had received an urgent invitation from an Irish nobleman, Lord Walcourt, to visit him at his estate, which was in the south of Ireland.
We found Lord Walcourt living very simply, with two young daughters and a baby son. He told my husband that when he first read a book of Fourier, he instantly went over to France
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