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holding up with both hands her voluminous blue riding- 

 habit, and with a ton very unbecoming her fine eyes and 

 sweet face. She bowed carelessly, and said: "Compli- 

 ments, sir ; " and perceiving how much value she put on 

 herself, I gave her the best seat in the room. For some 

 time she sat without a word ; when her brother began to 

 put questions, however, she did also, and so fast and so 

 searchingly that I thought them Envoies Extraordinaire s 

 from either Temminck or Cuvier. Mr. Adamson, who sat 

 by all the time, praised me, when they had gone, for my 

 patience, and took me home to dine with him en famille. 

 A person (a glazier, I suppose), after seeing about a 

 hundred pictures, asked me if I did not want glass and 

 frames for them. How I wish I was in America's dark 

 woods, admiring God's works in all their beautiful ways. 



April 17. Whilst I was lying awake this morning wait- 

 ing for it to get light, I presently recollected I was in 

 Newcastle-upon-Tyne, and recalled the name of Smollett, 

 no mean man, by the bye, and remembered his eulogium 

 of the extraordinary fine view he obtained when travelling 

 on foot from London to this place, looking up the Tyne 

 from Isbet Hill, and I said, " If Smollett admired the 

 prospect, I can too," and leaped from my bed as a hare 

 from his form on newly ploughed ground at the sound 

 of the sportsman's bugle, or the sight of the swift grey- 

 hound. I ran downstairs, out-of-doors, and over the 

 Tyne, as if indeed a pack of jackals had been after me. 

 Two miles is nothing to me, and I ascended the hill 

 where poor Isbet, deluded by a wretched woman, for her 

 sake robbed the mail, and afterwards suffered death on 

 a gibbet; and saw — the sea! Far and wide it extended ; 

 the Tyne led to it, with its many boats with their coaly 

 burdens. Up the river the view was indeed enchanting ; 

 the undulating meadows sloped gently to the water's edge 

 on either side, and the Larks that sprang up before me, 

 welcoming the sun's rise, animated my thoughts so much 



