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almost friends, and quite so later on ; for, on safely 

 landing at Milford, lie pressed me to go with him to 

 his house, Barrow Hill, near Cheltenham, and become 

 his guest for a few days. This I did until the 8th 

 of the month, receiving a genial welcome from his 

 family, who put me quite at my ease in one of the 

 most refined and perfect homes I ever had the good 

 fortune to enter. This is one of many similar 

 friendships I have made while on angling tours, and 

 although my experiences of Ireland were not 

 altogether satisfactory, I hope to go there again 

 under happier auspices. 



