We set foot on dry land again Wednesday morning after a good passage--not a very smooth one--and not without four or five days of seasickness, but after that we really enjoyed the sea & the sky--it was mostly cloudy, but such lovely lights and shades & invigorating breezes! and as we got up into northern latitudes, daylight in the sky all night through. The last three days we had glorious scenery--sailed close in under the Giant's Causeway on the north coast of Ireland--great sort of natural ramparts & bastions or rock, wonderfully grand. Then we sailed on Lough Fozle to land a group of Irish folk at Moville--some of them old people who had not seen Ireland for forty years, and who were so happy they did not know what to do with themselves. And what with this human interest, and the first getting near land again and the rich green-and-golden gorse-covered hills & the setting sun streaming along the beautiful lough with golden light, it was a sight & a time I shall never forget. Then we entered the Firth of Clyde & sailed among the islands--mountainous Arran, level Bute--& on the other hand the green hills of Ayr, with pleasant towns nestled under them, sloping to the Clyde--this was during the night--we did not go to bed at all it was so beautiful--& then came a gorgeous sunrise--& then the landing at Greenock & a short railway journey to Glasgow, the tide not serving to bring our big ship up so far. We had very pleasant (& learned withal) companions on the voyage--the Professor of Greek & of Philosophy from Harvard and a young student from Concord, all of whom we have seen since we landed and hope to see often again, especially the young student, Frank Bigelow, who is a very nice fellow. Herby enjoyed the voyage much & so did Giddy. Glasgow is a great, solidly built city, very pleasant [in] spite of smoky atmosphere--full of sturdy, rosy-cheeked people with broad Scotch accent. We have been rushing about shopping--have not yet seen Per.--shall meet him at Durham in a week's time & spend a month together there where he will be superintending your works. Meanwhile we are going to Edinburgh for a few days. I kept thinking of you on the voyage, dear friend, & wondering how you would like it--& whether you could stand being stowed away in the little box-like berth at night. I should recommend any American friend coming over to try this line--we had a fine ship--fine officers & crew--& the latter part, fine scenery. Love to your Brother & Sister & to Mr. Burroughs. Address to me for the present. Care Percy C. Gilchrist Blaenavon Poutzpool Mon. Love from us all. I shall write soon again. Good-bye dear Friend. A. GILCHRIST. LETTER LI ANNE GILCHRIST TO WALT WHITMAN _Lower Shincliffe Durham August 2d, '79._ DEAREST FRIEND: