100 MEMORIAL TRIBUTE 



I arrived here to-day, I felt as if I had got among old 

 friends. I was at least in the same island. The scenery 

 here is truly English — an undulated country, highly 

 cultivated, intersected by hedgerows, and interspersed 

 with clumps of wood. As to the fissure, evidently pro- 

 duced by the disruption of the limestone strata, in 

 which the Avon flows over its tortuous and muddy bed, 

 it is only to be seen when you come close upon it. 

 The views along this river are exceedingly beautiful, St. 

 Vincent's rocks rising to a height of from one to three 

 hundred feet. So far as I have observed, they seem to 

 belong to the carboniferous limestone deposit, and are 

 highly inclined. A conglomerate of the magnesian 

 limestone lies over this deposit, in a hollow below St. 

 Vincent's rocks. 



Gloucester Hotel, Monday, l6t/i September 1833. 



Rose at seven and walked down the river side, along 

 the base of the chffs which belong to the mountain 

 limestone formation. I observed a very considerable 

 number of plants unknown to me. 



Returned to the inn and took breakfast. To-day 

 again the large Englishman. Two classes of men eat 

 deliberately, and smack as they eat — the gluttonous and 

 the dyspeptic, the former fond of eating for the pleasure 

 which it gives them, the latter eating more than they 

 are disposed to eat for the sake of the supposed benefit. 

 This man is stout, healthy, and firm. He smacks, 

 smiles at his meals, seems to have his whole soul in the 



