Direct your next to Bally--------, which I find is the nearest post town to my _Kamskatkan palace_, where with no other society than that of Black stone and Co. I shall lead such a life of animal existence, as Prior gives to his Contented Couple-- “They ate, and drank, and slept--what then? Why, slept, and drank, and ate again.”-- Adieu. H. M. LETTER II. TO J. D. ESQ., M. P. _M-------- House_. In the various modes of penance invented by the various _penance mongers_ of pious austerity, did you ever hear the travelling in an _Irish postchaise_ enumerated as a punishment, which by far exceeds horse-hair shirts and voluntary flagelation? My first day’s journey from Dublin being as wet a one as this moist climate and capricious season ever produced, my berlin answered all the purposes of a _shower bath_, while the ventillating principles on which the windows were constructed, gave me all the benefit to be derived from the _breathy_ influence of the four cardinal points. Unable any longer to sit tamely enduring the “_penalty of Adam, the season’s change_,” or to sustain any longer the “hair-breadth ’scapes,” which the most dismantled of vehicles afforded me, together with delays and stoppages of every species to be found in the catalogue of procrastination and mischance, I took my seat in a mail coach which I met at my third stage, and which was going to a town within twenty miles of Bally--------. These twenty miles, by far the most agreeable of my journey, I performed as we once (in days of boyish errantry) accomplished a tour to Wales--on foot. I had previously sent my baggage, and was happily unincumbered with a servant, for the fastidious delicacy of Monsieur Laval would never have been adequate to the fatigues of a pedestrian tour through a country wild and mountainous as his own native _Savoy_. But to me every difficulty was an effort of some good _genius_ chasing the demon of lethargy from the usurpations of my mind’s empire. Every obstacle that called for exertion was a temporary revival of latent energy; and every unforced effort worth an age of indolent indulgence.