£T. 27.] TO MRS. TORREY. 73 
not sure whether I told you that I had lost Bishop 
Berkeley. I left it behind at Avon, where I was too 
sick to think about it, but the driver promised me 
faithfully, for value received, to look it up and send 
it to the stage-office at Buffalo, where I may find it 
on my return. 
I was roused this morning just at daybreak. We 
were just at Detroit. I established myself at a hotel, 
got my breakfast, and sallied forth to survey the 
town, which is larger than I supposed and most beau- 
tifully situated. As soon as I thought your friend, 
C. W. Whipple,! might be at his office I called to 
pay my respects and deliver the doctor’s letter. He 
was not in; but arrived in a few minutes. He is a 
good-looking man, but I suspect rather older and a 
good deal fatter than when you knewhim. His black 
hair has a few silver threads mingled with it, but his 
countenance is youthful and most thoroughly good- 
natured. We had some conversation; then went to 
see Dr. Pitcher, but he was not at home: thence to 
Dr. Houghton’s house, which is entirely occupied as a 
store-house for the stuff collected in the State survey. 
It is astonishing what a prodigious quantity of labor 
Dr. H. and his companions have done and what ex- 
tensive collections they have made. Dr. H. is not 
now at home but is expected to-morrow. We went 
next to the State-House, but did not find Governor 
Mason at his office. We looked through the building, 
at their commencement for a State library, etc., 
where we met some of the dignitaries of the State. 
1 Charles W. Whipple, died i in 1855. Was educated at West Point, 
where probably he was a pup Dr. Torrey. He was never inthe 
army, but studied law and alah in Detroit; was made Judge, 
then Chief Justice of the Supreme Court of Michigan. Ex-officio 
regent of the State university. 
