302 
Johnes, by way of expressing his own satisfaction 
with the spot where all his domestic comfort cen- 
tered,—had called, after the idealabode of Johnson’s 
Rasselas, The Happy Valley. And surely never was a 
more appropriate name bestowed ; “ All Nature and — 
all Art” conspired to make it enchanting ; and like a 
scene of enchantment, it has vanished away! The 
accomplished owner and his only child have long 
been numbered with the dead; and of those who 
formed the social party, how many are gone since 
the days alluded to! But his name will live as 
long as the works of Froissart and Monstrelet and 
Joinville and Brocquiére, which all issued from the 
Hafod press, continue to occupy the shelves of our 
libraries. 
The following letter to Sir James, from Mr. Sym- 
mons, a mutual friend, will give the reader some. 
idea of the place and its inhabitants. 
Dear Sir, Paddington, Sept. 30, 1794. 
On my return home yesterday from a fortnight’s 
excursion into Kent and Surrey, I found your very 
obliging letter on my table, for which, as well as 
every other mark of your kind and friendly atten- 
tion, my best acknowledgements are due. When you 
come finally from Norfolk, and I learn you are 
settled in Marlborough-street, I shall certainly take 
the earliest opportunity of thanking you in person, 
and of further cultivating, so far as your numerous 
avocations will permit without inconvenience to 
you, an acquaintance from which I promise myself 
so much advantage of every kind. It must be a 
