LETTER XXXVIII. 



Dungarvon, Sept. 15, 1813. 



you imagine a more piteous case than 

 that of a poor exhausted traveller, who, after 

 passing a whole day without refreshment, ar- 

 rives at a town with a fine sounding name, 

 which sent two members to the Irish parlia- 

 ment, and yet actually affording nothing on 

 which the demands of hunger and thirst could be 

 satisfied j but indifferent bread and worse tea 

 nor was this all : Sancho Panga observes, 

 " Blessed be the man who first invented sleep!" 

 The filthy appearance of the beds precluded 

 even this comfort. It seems strange that the 

 political contests which have taken place in this 

 borough should not have produced a better 

 inn and accommodations. 



I shall endeavour to banish the recollection 

 of these momentary vexations, by making you, 

 as far as I am able, a partaker of the pleasure, 

 which the enchanting country through which 

 we passed from Lismore afforded us. We were 

 tempted to walk as far as Cappoquin, that we 

 might at more leisure enjoy the scenery, which 



