We came away from this trestial parodice in the _Harlequin_ steamer, and a large party we was: it was uncommon agreeable, only there was what is called a swell, which did not agree with the buttered toast, red herrings, honey, eggs, and tea, which we tuck as a remedy agin sickness. Mr. Fulmer said we had rolls as well as tost for breakfast, which made a thin gentleman in a white hat, which sot oposite us, laugh very much. I did not go upon dick after heaten, but I heard them talk of seeing a great many boys about in the water; one was a boy with a horse, and another a boy with the bacon on his head. One of the first they saw, they said was the last, which seemed nonsense to me. However, they said there was several Spaniards a swimming near the pacquet, so I would not let my young ones go up. To be sure, what phibbs travellers do tell--we was a talking of the great exhibition of the gurney to London by steam, when a gentleman told us, looking as grave as a gudge, that he and his father had made the Rickulvers in an hour and a quarter, after leaving the Noah light that day week: of course I said nothing--but I was certain as I was of being alive and living, that neither the gentleman nor his father had anything to do with making the Rickulvers, which I myself saw three and twenty years ago--and to make them in an hour and a quarter! However, everybody seemed to believe him--I only asked what profession he was of, and they told me he was imminent in the Tayloring line. That settled it--"Two tailors," as the French says--the very highdea of their talking of making the Rickulvers just as they would a pair of pantaloons--and them they could not make in an hour and a quarter, binding, button-holes and all, I'm sure. When we got into smooth water, I went upstairs to see Noah's light, and there I saw the ark, with the lantern, and I believe Noah himself a walking up and down the dick. I asked one of the sailors if the men which was walking was never changed, and he said, every four hours; but that the man we saw, had been there ever since the flood--which convinced me. We saw from this, Sheerness with a river, which is Midway between Margate and town, and is called so.