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sesses any share of sensibility he will go away with deep and lasting impressions of gratitude.

Towards my own countrymen, particularly, I am persuaded that a more than common good will is entertained by all the better, as well as the humbler classes of inhabitants in this city. The present friendly intercourse subsisting between Great Britain and the United States, is regarded with great satisfaction. It is a topic which I have often heard adverted to; and whenever mentioned, is accompanied with the aspiration, Esto perpetuum.

Being at a friend's house last evening, and conversation happening to turn upon the late hostilities between the two countries, I was amused with the remarks of a lady who ingeniously maintained that not only was it for their mutual interest to perpetuate the present harmony, but that uniformly it had been the wish of England to preserve it. In confirmation of her assertions, though with a smile which somewhat betrayed her confidence in the weight of the evidence adduced, she referred to a little jeu d'esprit which appeared in an American paper on occasion of Mr. Rose going out minister to the United States in the year 1811.

That Britain seeks for peace these facts disclose,
She sends as messenger of Peace a "Rose;"
The bark which bears that messinger of Peace
Is named "Stat-ira,"-that's Let anger cease.

But further recollections I have at present no leisure to trace. The vessel in which I have taken passage will weigh anchor probably about 1 o'clock. Meanwhile, a few leave takings, the traveller's penalties,-remain to be attended to. For myself I can truly say,' Hæ sunt Lachrymæ rerum.

May 3d. On board the Samuel and Thomas, Irish Sea. Yesterday at the hour appointed, I left Dublin, and embarked in the present vessel for Whitehaven, in England. The breeze, though favourable, was light; and we were ac

cordingly at first much retarded in descending the Liffey, and entering fairly the bay. This, however, allowed me to survey more leisurely the beauties of the latter; and I must say that they disappointed me not a little. I have often heard this bay compared with that of Naples;-as indeed every fine bay in the world has been, I believe, in its turn;-but certainly if the bay of Naples is no better than this of Dublin they are both decidedly eclipsed by that of Boston. Dublin itself is far from making that fine figure, viewed from the water, which I had supposed. It lies low, instead of crowning an eminence at the head of the bay, which might have made it a noble object. It is destitute also of a sufficient number of steeples and domes;-embellishments requisite to every fine city. It has, it is true, a few; and these are striking beauties. The private houses, too, of Dublin are large and regularly built, and so far, make a good appearance, whether seen from water or land. The custom-house, and the stupendous mole extending from it three miles into the ocean are magnificent objects. The numerous shipping in the harbour and river, with their groves' of masts,-all looked well; but still much was wanting to entitle the scene to the high panegyrics which I have heard lavished upon it; -I mean, from that point of view to which I am at present adverting. But as we dropt down lower into the bay, the appearance of things improved. The scenery on the left shore became picturesque and pleasing. Several neat villages and hamlets were discovered; and the houses being well white-washed formed a pretty relief to the deep verdure around. On the right were seen the blue mountains which skirt the county of Dublin; and to the east, the more distant, but no less aspiring heights of Wicklow. The bay was covered with the canvass of vessels; each improving like ourselves, a favourable change in the wind to leave the port of Dublin. Most of these were distinguished by the flags of their respective countries;-and I could not avoid smiling at

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a whimsical contrast between a Norwegian brig deeply laden, and constructed seemingly during the earliest rudiments of ship building, and a stately American ship, outward-bound for New York, which was ploughing gallantly through the waters, as though she wore the ocean-crown.'-The 'starspangled banner,' which flaunted gayly from her mast-head, I beheld with a throb of pride.

Towards night the wind freshened and the coast began rapidly to recede. Having remained on deck during most of the afternoon, I descended to the cabin at eight in the evening; when casting a last glance at Lambay Isle and the mountains of Wicklow, I bade adieu to dear Erin,-probably, forever.

Dawn found us near the Isle of Man. The shore is rocky and bold, and we coasted very near it. This island is thirty miles long, and about twelve broad. In its general aspect it is rugged and hilly, and very much resembles Anglesea. Most of the highest grounds seemed covered with furze and other small under-wood. There were no trees which I could discern, and the captain asserts that there are none upon the island. This of course cannot be strictly true. The more level tracts appeared well cultivated; and the whole island seemed populous. We saw very plainly the towns of Castleton, Douglass and Laxy;-and sailed so near to the second of these that we descried people passing on horseback or on foot along the strand. The town is pleasantly built; and is situated at the head of a small semi-circular cove. The duke of Athol has a fine seat near it, which the captain says-for he is my oracle just now-is occupied by the bishop:'-I suppose he means the bishop of Soder and Man. The house is situated near the water's edge and is built in the castellated style;-in front of it is erected a low fort surmounted by a parapet,-a fit emblem, it might be thought, of a church militant. Near the small town of Laxy, and apparently, above it, I noticed a lake of considerable size. From

the position in which I viewed it, it seemed in momentary readiness to overleap its banks and pour itself upon the village below.

It is now about noonday. The wind has continued fresh; and an half hour ago, we parted from the island standing over from Manghraid's head direct to Whitehaven, distant twenty-five miles: we hope to reach it in three hours.

My accommodations on board are tolerable; nothing better. The captain is disposed to be obliging enough; but as a commander of a vessel seems destitute of skill, and some other needful qualifications. He kept his birth almost the whole of last night, even during his own watch, which was from 12 to 4 o'clock. What aggravated this criminal neglect of duty was the circumstance that the mate of the vessel was drunk, and had been so ever since our weighing anchor.

Half past two P. M.-The weather having been cloudy all day, we did not come within sight of the English coast as soon as I had hoped. St. Bee's Head, a large high bluff, was the first land which we descried; and then it was scarcely five miles distant. The captain has since been employing all hands in unlading the brig of its ballast to save eighteen shillings or a pound, which he would be otherwise obliged to pay to have it removed from the vessel on his getting into harbour. The consequence is that she rolls with considerable violence, and if the wind should increase, the result might be much more unpleasant.

Its coal

Whitehaven is the Newcastle of Cumberland. mines are very valuable, and have been extensively worked. It is said that the miners in following several horizontal veins of coal, after sinking the perpendicular shaft to a great depth, have opened passages fairly under the sea; that is to say, to a considerable distance without the line of low water mark, admitting this report to be true, it is singular to reflect that in entering the harbour of Whitehaven, we may be sailing above the heads of human beings, who some hun

dred feet at least beneath us, are digging unsuspectingly, in the bowels of the harmless earth."

Cocermouth, Cumberland Co. Saturday evening.

At three P. M. we dropt anchor in the little port of Whitehaven, and the next minute found me once more upon English ground. This was a pleasure of no small kind; and in stepping foot again upon the soil of that country, which contains much that I prize, and more that I admire, I could not refrain from repeating to myself,-“ England, with all thy faults, I love thee still."—

The same rich verdure which renders the fields of Ireland so lovely, I found mantling the hills of Cumberland. The country, too, immediately round Whitehaven is intersected with low embankments of earth, clothed with a fine green turf, instead of hedges of thorn;-in the same manner as are most of the enclosed lands which I saw in Ireland. The quays of Whitehaven are numerous and excellent; but the town itself boasts of little beauty. The poorer inhabitants, whether men, women, or children, wear large clumsy wooden shoes, which make a very disagreeable clattering as they tread the pavement; but disagreeable as the sound is, I am much more pleased with it, than being obliged to see the same classes of people, walking the streets barefoot, as is the case among the Irish.

Repairing to an inn, I learnt that no coaches would proceed to Keswick before Monday;-a place which I wish much to take in my route to Edinburgh-and finding also no post horses disengaged I was obliged, though very reluctantly, to make up my mind to stay in Whitehaven over Sunday. But my inquietude was of short continuance. A few minutes after, a vehicle, precisely similar to the Irish jingle drove to the door; and on going to the window from the impulse of curiosity, wondering how these singular machines, should have found their way into England, I ascertained, with surprise and pleasure, that it was an accommo

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