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through the old eastle, and saw Trinity College, 
where Oliver Goldsmith and Edmund Burke went. 
Then we drove through Phoenix Park and met Lady 
Aberdeen (the Viceroy’s wife) driving; she had two 
outriders and I was very much impressed. This is 
such a curious place. You pass really beautiful old 
houses with fine brass knockers, ete., and then you 
look up higher and see dirty old Irish women hang- 
ing out of the windows and dirty kids beside them. 
It seems such a pity. I am erazy over the donkeys 
I have seen. We ended our drive about twelve and 
then strolled about in St. Stephen’s Green (right in 
front of the hotel) and saw an almost endless array 
of wild ducks right in the heart of the city. We 
took the train for Lisburn about three. I am writ- 
ing now while I am on the train, so this acounts for 
the scribble track of the pencil. Tom got a telegram 
just before we got on which read, ‘‘We will all meet 
you at Lisburn station.’’ Will write later. 
October 14. 
We were met at the station by Frank Barbour 
and Malcolm Gordon and driven direct to Conway, 
the Milne Barbour place. It really is lovely and 
everything under the sun you could wish for, horses, 
autos, greenhouses, ete. Milne was not at home; he 
was in Glasgow, but his wife, Sister Barbour, was 
and she was a most cordial hostess. We dined at 
eight and met some relations and then played bridge 
and turned in somewhere about twelve. We break- 
fasted the next day at 9.30 and then we went out 
and walked about the place. The lawns are perfect- 
ly lovely, just lke velvet, and the English ivy is 
