the little old tub. How happy you are in your
descriptions! So she was very well; then very
jocular she must be. I think her conversation, thus
enthroned and thus surrounded, must have been the
highest treat in all the world. Some parts of your
tour must have been enchanting. How good it was of
you to wish me a partaker of your pastoral dinner!
Be assured, my dear, dear friends, no one can thank you
more sincerely, or be more sensible of the honour of
your regard, though many may deserve it better.
What a comfortable thing to meet with such agreeable
people! But society and converse like yours and dear
Mrs. Whalley's must very soon make savages agreeable.
How did poor little Paphy bear it? Did she remonstrate
in her usual melting tones? I am sure she was
very glad to be at rest, which does not happen in a
carriage, I remember, for any length of time. I can
conceive nothing so provoking or ridiculous as the
Frenchman's politeness, and poor Vincent's perplexity.
You will have heard, long ere this reaches you, that
our sweet D is safely delivered of a very fine girl,
which, I know, will give you no small pleasure. Now
for myself. Our journey was delightful; the roads
through Wales present you with mountains unsurmountable,
the grandest and most beautiful prospects
to be conceived; but I want your pen to describe
them.
"We got very safe to Holyhead, and then I felt as if some great event was going to take place, having never been on the sea. I was awed, but not terrified; feeling myself in the hands of a great and powerful God 'whose mercy is over all His works.' The sea was particularly rough; we were lifted mountains high, and sank again as low in an instant. Good God! how
