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four hours. _ The Cardinal’s large jovial mouth, 
turned-up pimply nose, bright astute eyes, with 
some fire lurking in them, and broad bold front, 
all seemed to correspond well with the' outward 
insignia of the worldly rank he had achieved, and 
with all the environments— comfortable throne-like 
arm-chair, champagne chalice, green hock glass 
and “ all other delicacies.” He was my-lorded by 
his flock ; I of course gave him only his Italian 
honour, as ‘ Your Eminence ’ — with the distinc- 
tion. The priests, as they passed his Eminence 
to take their places at the table, reverentially 
stooped and kissed his hand. They maintained 
a modest silence during the dinner. I was hon- 
oured by a fair share of the Cardinal’s discourse, 
both before, at, and after dinner. ... He is a 
very clever man of the world, and knows well the 
weak points of both Romanism and Anglicanism. 
I have just returned from greeting and shaking 
the hand of a very different man, Dr. Livingstone, 
the African missionary and traveller ; he is at 
this moment with Sir Roderick Murchison and the 
Secretary of the Geographical Society, at Arrow- 
smith s, the great map-man, where I left him before 
a table overspread with the traveller’s map, and 
plans of his route across Central Africa from west 
to east the greatest achievement in that field 
of exploration that has yet been done. Living- 
stone is looking less aged and worn than I ex- 
pected. I recognised his bronzed features imme- 
