On June 14 I attained my twenty-ninth year; was franked to Epsom in a hansom by my brother officer, Lord Frederick Gordon. At Prince Esterhazy’s ball the following night, and to that of the Queen on the 18th, the anniversary of Waterloo. I see, too, that having dined with Maynard at Knightsbridge Barracks one Sunday evening, we adjourned to Limmer’s, where we were joined by Lord Waterford and three drags fresh from a whitebait dinner at Greenwich. We got involved in a row in Conduit Street, and I passed the night in Marlborough Street Station. Next morning three others as well as myself were had up before the sitting magistrate and fined £5 each, which I could ill afford; but the most unpleasant part was our names appearing in the papers next day under the heading of “Ruffianism in High Life.” [Sidenote: June 28.] I was present in Westminster Abbey at the coronation of our most gracious Majesty, Queen Victoria, on June 28. A splendid spectacle. It was of further interest to see the peeresses putting on their coronets, taking time from Her Majesty. Amongst them was my sister Anne, who was made Countess of Leicester on the accession of the Queen. The following day I was at a full-dress ball given by Lady Lansdowne to the Foreign Ambassadors. There I saw, talking together, Marshal Soult, Prince Talleyrand, and the Duke of Wellington. [Sidenote: July.] Early in July was at a very jolly party given at the Star and Garter, Richmond, by the famous sculptor, Sir Francis Chantrey. On the 5th dined with Charlie Napier, it being the anniversary of his victory over Don Miguel’s fleet. On July 6 attended the Duke of Sussex to a full-dress ball given by Marshal Soult, who had come as special Ambassador, to represent France at the Queen’s coronation. Duke of Wellington there. About this time was troubled with a violent cough, which spoilt my fun, and obliged me to forego the Lord Mayor’s and other entertainments. All other remedies failing, decided on change of air, and a visit to my late Chief, Admiral Sir Josias Rowley, in Ireland. Started by rail to Birmingham, and dined at Liverpool the same evening, although we had to coach some forty miles, the line not being then complete. I got rid of my cough _en route_. So much for change of air. Passed an agreeable week at Mount Campbell with the Rowleys, a lovely spot on the banks of the Shannon, returning by the Sligo mail to Dublin. Sir John Crosbie left London for Watergate at the end of July, taking me with him for the Goodwood week. Sir Joseph Hawley, who joined at the same time, owned the _Mischief_ yacht, and invited the Watergate party for a cruise. We embarked at Portsmouth for Cowes Regatta, the General and his daughters landing each evening to sleep at Portsmouth, Cowes, Southampton, or wherever the yacht happened to be. [Sidenote: August.]