MEMOIR OF DANIEL TBKADWKLL. 



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permission to pay their respects to him. He returned a polite answer, and they say he was much 



pleased with their attention and homage. Wordsworth asked them about American historic 



tl icy mentioned amongst others Mr. Prescott; Wordsworth said he had heard of him, and had 



some thoughts of getting his books to look over them. Shall we say that Wordsworth is igno- 

 rant, or Prescott obscure?] From Penrith to Carlisle and Glasgow, thm to Edinburgh, Melrose, 



Durham, and York. This with days at other places consumed four weeks from Lirerpool t<. 

 London. The journey had all the externals to make it delightful ; hut that word I find docs not 

 match well with the color of fifty-five (almost six), and I must he content to say all went well. 



An idea got possession of me at York, that that place is the point where the two ( xisting 

 worlds most completely meet and mingle with each other. I do not mean the mat. -rial and 

 spiritual worlds, as you Swedcnborgians have it, but the old world and the new world. W 

 go to that old cathedral, with its leaning and crumbling magnificence, and are shown In 



tottering old verger into an old carved oak scat. An old canon gets up and reads about 

 "Shadrach, Meshach, and Abcdnego" to an audience of halt' a dozen old men and women. All 



seems like the last venerable remnant of an age which has gone, — the shadow of a body which 

 is no longer seen. We pass from the minster to the railway station (only half a milo. and 



all is life and exertion, — the strength of the young world in its prime, beni upon advancement 



progress, and reform, and regardless of its venerable father, repeating his prayers almost within 

 ear-shot of the scene of its labors. All this seemed to me as the nearest possible approach to 

 bringing Rome and Florence to the side of New York and Boston. 



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We have hardly begun our London sight-seeings, but 1 have been about enough to see that 

 London has advanced greatly since I was here twelve years ago. 1 ant particularly struck with 

 the appearance of everything here being finer than we see them in the provincial towns. Shops, 

 horses, carriages, men, women, children, all seem of a more perfect sort than wc see them el > 

 where. I do not believe that two millions of people can be found together, or in one continuous 

 country in the world, to match the population of London. Perhaps the way in which the popula- 

 tion is kept up from the country is something in practice like picking; i. e. that those who come 

 here are above the average standard of excellence. 



You wish me to write to you what Mrs. Grundy is saying of us Americans. The Mi -. Grundy 

 that I have as yet seen in the country is not acquainted with us. She does not know enough 

 of us even to talk good scandal of us. But I shall probably soon hear the old lady in London, 

 who knows us better, and I will make report of her to you. I find I have several drops of 

 American blood. I discovered it in Liverpool, where a gentleman asked me about the Mexican 

 war, and whether the American people could approve it. I told him no. That they thou lit it 

 entirely wicked, and not to be defended, — as bad even as the English war upon China. . . . 



Very sincerely yours, 



0. Tbeaiavell. 



To Mr. Francis C. Lowkli 



London. October 1, 1-17. 



Dear Sir, — In my former letter, by the steamer of the 4th of & >tember, I informed you 

 that I saw no reason to change from the course intended, when in lioston, to be pursued on 

 arriving here, — which was to send my pamphlets to many of the men of authority and influence 

 here, and wait the result. To find who were the individuals most likely to take the business up, 

 1 supposed that Colonel A. would assist me. I found him of no use, however, and was obliged 

 to do without help. I therefore wrote letters to the Secretary of the Admiralty, and to the 



