392 MEMOIR OF DANIEL TEEADWELL. 



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I was much more pleased with the master manufacturers of Glasgow than with those of 

 Manchester. I found them possessed of more knowledge of the science of their arts, with a 



nation of their methods of practice. I saw but few of their 

 scientific men, as I was there at the time of the College vacation and the Professors were 

 mostly absent. Dr. Hooker treated me with great politeness, and gave me access to the Col- 

 lege buildings, library, and Hunterian Museum, and insisted on introducing me to Dr. Thomson, 



but unfortunately we found him awa\ 



At Stratford upon Avon I was well repaid for the hours that I passed there in visiting the 

 house in which Shakespeare was born, and the stone beneath which his dust now remains, 

 the beginning and the end. In viewing the scenes about the town, and identifying them 



with Shakespeare in his youth, the predominant feeling was that of wonder that an individual 

 surrounded with these commonplace things of life, and brought in daily contact with common 

 men, eating and drinking with them and taking part in their petty affairs, should at the same 

 time have possessed that power which in after life developed itself in acquiring and displaying 

 that perfect knowledge of the characters and passions of men in all the varieties of kind and 

 condition which stamps his immortal works, and passed from the stage when, with a small prop- 

 erty, he returned to end his days where they began, — where, with perhaps some faint forebod- 

 ings of what his fame might be, he lived on without any apparent concern for a thing of so 

 little real value, — perhaps a happier man than he would have been, had he possessed in life all 

 that posterity have awarded him in death. 



This afternoon I have found a treasure in the person of Dr. Sweetser, who arrived here 

 about a week since, having been wandering " to and fro in France, Italy, and Germany, and 

 walking up and down therein," He is in good health and spirits, and I think will return with 

 me in August. Will not the ship have a " bonnie freight " that brings twa sic cJiiels as 

 S. and T. ? I shall get through with everything to leave here by the 1st of August. . . . 



Ever yours, 





Daniel Treadwell. 



To Dr.. John Ware. 



London, July 9, 1835. 



My dear Sir, — I received yours by Mr. Ticknor, and likewise another from you by the 

 packet of the 16th of June. Your letters, although relating to ordinary events, produced a 



sensation in reminding me of your habits of philosophical thinking, which, let me say, I do not 

 often fall in with here, much as I see, otherwise, that is admirable in science and in the arts. 

 You are somewhat melancholy, and more than usually inclined to thoughts of a religious 

 character. You know that it has always been a standing wonder with me, that those who 

 believe should ever think or act without reference to their belief, as everything of this world is 



must 



It 



must indeed be a glorious imagination for one to suppose himself here but entering upon a 



accumulated 



life is but the dark passage. To believe that the great mysteries which we here grapple with 

 for a while, and then abandon in despair, will be made as plain as our easiest knowledge is to 

 us now, — to believe that we shall see relations existing between appearances which at present 



seem 



all this, if it could be obtained, would indeed be worth 

 striving for. But what labor will attain it ? what price purchase it ? You have often said 

 that if this life were all, you should think it not worth the possession, and it would pass without 



