CRUISE WITH THE EXPERIMENTAL SQUADRON". 357 



of August; and I am in hopes of getting your answer to mine of the 

 5th to-night. If I do not, I shall leave orders at the post-office to 

 send it on to London, where I hope to he in a week from this day. 

 But in case any accident should happen, I wish one of you to write 

 to me, the same day you get this, directed to me at ' Union Hotel, 

 Charing Cross, London, to lie till called for,' telling me that you are 

 all well. I shall he at Portsmouth (necessarily) a day or two before I 

 go to London, hut shall not stay in the metropolis more than one 

 day. I rather think I shall come down to Edinburgh by land, for a 

 steamboat after the ' Vernon' will be rather dull, and at this season 

 rolls most infernally. In that case I shall go by York ; for I do 

 not wish to trouble Elleray at present, for sufficient reasons. As I 

 shall travel outside, I shall probably stay a day at York : but I will 

 write you a day before I leave London, communicating particulars, 

 and you will see me before long. 



" On Tuesday, the 11th, we entered the Cove of Cork at sunset; 

 the squadron at four o'clock. On Wednesday, the 12th, I set off on 

 foot for the city of Cork, distant thirteen miles, a most beautiful 

 walk. At nine o'clock, I took a seat in the mail-coach, and was off 

 for Killarney. In the coach were a Captain and Mrs. Baillie, young 

 people who had been in India, and near relatives of the Major and 

 Mrs. Barlow. "\Ve became friends. 



" At Killarney found that Mrs. Cashel* was not there! ought to 

 have known that before. Stormy night, so kept snug in a good 

 inn. Thursday, 13th, left Killarney in a jingle at five o'clock in the 

 morning, and arrived at Marino Lodge, on the Kenmare, distance 

 twenty miles, before nine o'clock. Found the family all well, ex- 

 cept Mrs. Cashel, who has an asthmatic cough, tohich mention to 

 nobody. I will amuse you when we meet with my account of my 

 visit to that quarter. Nothing could exceed their kindness, and 

 she admires you beyond all. On Friday, the 14th, left Marino 

 Lodge in a taxed cart at five o'clock, and went nearly twenty miles 

 through mountains to a place on the Cork road, where the mail 

 overtook us. Got in — and afterwards out — after being twice xip- 

 sgt, and three times half upset. More of that anon ; no bones 

 broken. I have just dined in the coffee-room with three very agree- 

 able Irishmen, whose names I do not know, but who asked me to 

 drink wine as the Professor. I am just about to set off for the 



* His sister. 



