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maiden name was Fanny Best. She was then about 22 years 
old. They had no children ; a circumstance which they felt se- 
verely, as they were both very anxious to have a young family. 
1 hope, for the happiness of themselves and the human race, 
that their wishes have been fulfilled. Mrs. Trollope, when a 
girl, had been educated at Brussels, so that she, as well as her 
husband, spoke French sufficiently well to be understood. I 
must here add, that the attachment of this amiable woman to- 
wards her husband, had induced her to accompany him in all his 
voyages. 
They inhabited Westmead castle, about three miles from 
Laugharn, in Wales, the place of our shipw reck. It stands in a 
delightful situation, is well built, and its architecture possesses 
a noble simplicity. Its internal arrangements are well adapted ; 
the park is large and well planted, and the gardens are judiciously 
laid out. At the time 1 was wrecked Captain Trollope had 
taken a lease of it from Lord Montait, of which three years had 
expired. 
During my stay at the castle, the liberal injiabitants incessantly 
endeavoured to dispel from our minds the remembrance of our 
misfortune ; and every day was distinguished by some new fes- 
tivity : hunting, fishing, gaming, and feasting, succeeded each other 
without interruption ; and the only care seemed to be how fresh 
pleasure could be procured. O ! Mrs. Trollope, worthy and af-r 
fectionate wife of the most humane of men, I feel the most 
lively emotion in thus bearing testimony to the gratitude which 1 
owe you, and which will never be effaced from my heart. 
On the 24th of September, in the afternoon. Captain Trollope 
proposed to me a hunting party ; but I preferred keeping com- 
pany with his wife, and he left me alone with her. We were 
walking in the park, when we observed at a distance a huntsman 
riding at full gallop; he passed by us without saying any thing, 
and without stopping at the castle. 
Mrs. Trollope was alarmed, and said to me, some accident 
has happened to my husband." We soon learned that his horse 
had fallen and rolled on him, by w4iich he was dangerously hurt; 
and the messenger who passed us, was riding to fetch a surgeon. 
It is impossible to describe the distraction of the lady, and our 
own consternation, when we saw Captain Trollope brought 
home upon a litter: he was taken to his chamber, followed by 
his wife, who made the most pitiable lamentations ; he, however, 
turned towards her, and said, with much unconcern, Fanny, 
be quiet, wipe away your tears, and cease crying." 
On the arrival of the surgeon, our fears were dispelled, as he 
assured us that the accident would not be attended with any bad 
conséquences. In short, by proper medical attention, the cap- 
