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and althougli half-pay is not altogether so agreeable as 

 regards the pocket, I felt as much gratified in obtaining 

 my liberty as a bird that escapes from his cage, and 

 certainly soldiers and sailors are sure to welcome a 

 change of any kind. I determined during this summer 

 to make a tour in South Wales, and visit a family in 

 Cardiganshire, entertaining a hope I should have some 

 good trout fishing and moderate grouse shooting on 

 the Welsh hills. In pursuance of this plan, I made an 

 arrangement with my old Rugby school-fellow, INIr. K. 

 (afterwards Sir C. K., Bart.) to leave London the middle 

 of July, and I verily believe that when T found myself 

 seated alongside of my friend in his tandem, and in 

 our rear our two servants in my dog cart with the 

 dogs, never did happier or lighter hearts leave the 

 metropolis, for at that early period of life everything 

 in this world is cauleur de rose. 



On our arrival at Eoss we determined to remain there 

 a day, to see the house where John Kyle, "the good 

 man of Ross," resided. The house at that time was an 

 inn. In a niche, in the front, is a statue of Mr. Kyle 

 in the dress of the time of Charles II. He was a tall, 

 robust man with prominent features. This excellent, 

 generous, and kind-hearted man was born at Dymock in 

 Herefordshire, in 1637, and died 1724. He was interred 

 in the church the spire of which was built at his expense ; 

 and the fine elm trees, which we saw in the extensive 

 churchyard, were planted by his own hands. The pro- 

 spect from the churchyard is particularly fine, and when 

 you view the old Gothic church, and see around you the 

 monuments and tombs of so many of the dead, a feeling 

 of a melancholy natiure is impressed on the mind even of 

 youth, which at that age, however, is transient. Near 



