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* October 6. I returned to Manchester, driven in thi 

 carriage of a friend, and arrived at the hall in which my 

 pictures were exhibited, to find that the hall-keeper had 

 been drunk and had no returns to make. I stayed about 

 six weeks at Manchester, but the exhibition of my pictures 

 did not prosper. I visited Matlock, and paid five pounds 

 for spars to take home to my wife. I pulled some flowers 

 from the hills she had played over when a child, and 

 passed through the village of Bakewell, called after some 

 one of her family. 



" I determined to start for Edinburgh, and paying 

 thre? pounds fifteen shillings for coach-hire, started for 

 that city. 



" October 25. Left Manchester for Edinburgh yester- 

 day, following the road by Carlisle into Scotland. Was 

 struck with the bleak appearance of the country. The 

 Scottish shepherds looked like the poor mean whites of 

 the Slave-states. The coachmen have a mean practice 

 of asking money from the passengers after every stage. 

 Arrived at Edinburgh, and called with letters of intro- 

 duction on Professor Jameson and Professor Duncan — 

 on Dr. Charles and Dr. Henry at the Infirmary, and 

 upon the celebrated anatomist Dr. Knox. Professor 

 Jameson received me with the greatest coldness — ex- 

 plained there was no chance of my seeing Sir Walter Scott, 

 who was busy with a life of Napoleon and a novel, and 

 who lived the life of a recluse. He said his own engage- 

 ments would prevent his calling for some days. 



" Dr. Knox came to me in his rooms dressed in an 

 overgown, and with bleeding hands, which he wiped. 

 He read Dr. Traill's letter and wished me success, and 

 promised to do all in his power for me, and appointed 

 the next day to call upon me and introduce some scien- 

 tific friends to examine my drawings. I was much struck 

 with Edinburgh — it is a splendid old city. 



