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Nothing can possibly exceed the kindness and attention of Father 

 Clough, and his many inquiries after you both. This morning we 

 are three inches in snow. Last night we had a capital play, beauti 

 fully performed, and to-night we shall have a repetition of it. I am 

 wallowing in every delight, spiritual and temporal. 



To the 



MYDDELTON LODGE, 



Thursday, July 1863. 



My dear Eliza and Helen, I found Webster's omnibus an ex- 

 cellent conveyance from Leeds at half-past ten. Saw not an ac- 

 quaintance in Leeds. The Lord of the Wharfdale Alps is all kindness 

 and attention. I myself have had no return of ague, nor any hic- 

 cups. Moses carried my portmantle, whilst I walked alongside of 

 him up the mountain. The walk did me a power of good. It be- 

 gan to rain gently on my arrival hither ; and dark and misty was 

 the weather until bed-time. The sun rose this morning in lovely 

 splendour, giving this valley of inexpressible beauty an appearance 

 of what paradise once was. Not a bird did I see from Leeds to 

 Ilkley ; and had not cock-robin piped his solitary song as we entered 

 the village of Burley, I should have supposed that the entire feathered 

 race had been exterminated in these parts. I shall be with you on 

 Friday next. Kindest love to Lydy, and believe me, your ever 

 affectionate brother, CHARLES WATERTON. 



To George Ord y Esq. 



WALTON HALL, July 4, 1833. 



My dear Friend, This is your great festival. Many, many 

 happy returns of it to you. I shall drink to-day, in a bumper of 

 pure spring-water, the memory of the greatest patriot that tne world 

 has ever produced. Oh keep out factories, and paper-money, and 

 loans, and hereditary legislators, from that fine country, which he 

 delivered from tyranny, and to which he gave the means of becoming 

 an earthly paradise. 



You would have been charmed with the natural history my park 



