unprofitable one, and, what was better, from a winter residence in London. It also took me back to Bradfield to my aged mother, whose health was daily declining, and whose memory, being much impaired, subjected her to imposition by tenants and servants. _To his Wife_ ‘Haverford West: Oct. 23. ‘My Dearest,—It pleases God that I am once more to embrace you and my children—a passage that is common in eight hours was from Sunday morn eight o’clock till one o’clock this morning Wednesday, thirty-six hours of which, a raging storm; we talk of them at land, but those who have not seen them at sea know not what the very elements are. Pent up in the Irish Channel, the ship ran adrift, wearing[61] to keep free from rocks and sands—the wind did not blow, it was like volleys of artillery; part of the sails were torn into fritters; the waves were mountains high, while the ship was perfectly tossed on end of them; the cabin window burst open, and deluged everything afloat; the horses kicked and groaned, the dogs howled; six passengers praying, shrieking, and vomiting; every soul sick but myself; the sailors swearing and storming; and the whole—such a scene! The Captain, who has been many voyages, and the pilot thirty-six years, never saw such a storm—to last so long. ‘It has worried and starved the horses so that I know not what I am to do—shall go with them as far as I can, and if they knock up must leave them and take some fly to be by you thirty-first; of which send immediate notice to B. ‘I know not if Bath be my nearest way, so let me have a letter at Nicoll’s in case I am not in Town, to the same purport as that to Bath, to inform me what I am to do and when to go. ‘Adieu, ‘Most truly yours, ‘A. Y. ‘Thank God for me. Peter would not come over with me. My passage has cost me between 7_l._ and 8_l._, which is the very devil, so that I shall come home without a shilling, and the thoughts of coming full swing upon poverty again make me miserable. Two ships were lost in the storm.’ ------- _Note in memorandum-book._—‘Note of my being thirty-eight, and poetry in my head.’ ----- Footnote 54: Appears to have been brother to the Hon. Robert Arbuthnot, third son of John, Viscount Arbuthnot, whose death is recorded in the _Annual Register_ of 1801. Footnote 55: First Marquis of Lansdowne; took part in Lord Chatham’s Ministry. Footnote 56: This use of the word as respectworthy is noticeable. Footnote 57: Whisky: a light carriage built for rapid motion.—_Webster._ Footnote 58: Edward Wakefield, _An Account of Ireland: Political and Stastical_. 1812. Footnote 59: Entries in memorandum-book ‘the year’s receipts, 1,145_l_. Wrote _Alcon and Flavia_, a poem.’ Footnote 60: