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Chorley, July 7. 



As we approached Anderton Hall the English and 

 American flags were seen floating from the archway, 

 earnest of cordial welcome. We were quite at home 



immediately. Mr. and Mrs. B had their family and 



friends ready to greet us. The dining-hall was deco- 

 rated with the flags of the old and the new lands, grace- 

 fully intertwined, symbolizing the close and warm friend- 

 ship which exists between them — never, we hope, to be 

 again disturbed. We had a long walk about the place 

 and on the banks of the famous Rivington Reservoir, 

 which supphes Manchester with water. In the evening, 

 after dinner, came speeches. The evening passed de- 

 lightfully. Next day we were sorely tempted. Mr. 



M was to have the school-children at his house to 



be entertained, and an opportunity to see a novel cele- 

 bration was afforded us. Our host and hostess were 

 pressing in their invitation for us to stay, but one night 

 of fourteen guests, two servants, and four horses, was 

 surely enough ; so we blew our horn, and, with three 

 ringing cheers for Anderton Hall and all within it, drove 

 out of its hospitable gates. We stopped and paid our 



respects to Mr. and Mrs. M as we passed their place, 



and left them all with very sincere regret. How pleas- 

 ant it would be to linger ! but Inverness lies far in the 

 north. We are scarcely one-third of our way thither 

 and the time-table stares us in the face. We do not 

 quite " fold our tents like the Arabs and silently steal 



