Could  I  possibly  see  or  hear  him  in  Glasgow  ?


\\th  June,  1845. — Here  I  am  once  more  in  the
bowers  of  Paradise,  bowers  burning  at  present  under
the  fieriest  heat  of  the  season,  and  sitting  down  to
indite  a  few  lines  to  the  Alchymist.  Let  me  tell  my
story  since  we  parted  in  the  Trongate.  We  drove  to
Whitevale,  found  Jeffrey  out — i.e.,  did  not  find  him  in—
but  spent  an  hour  pleasantly  enough  with  his  wife,
wean,  mother-in-law,  and  sister-in-law.  We  thence
walked  to  Eadie's,  who  received  us  constrainedly  but
kindly.  We  found  him  poring  over  Hebrew  MSS.
with  a  large  library  beside  him.  We  supped,  talked
of  everything  but  Hades,  among  others  of  you  whose
visit  he  is  to  return  soon,  and  hasted  to  my  uncle's.
Next  morning  dawning  a  tempest  of  wind  and  rain,
I  went  alone  to  MacGilFs,  and  had  some  pleasant
semi-literary  crack  till  eleven,  when  I  departed  for
Edinburgh.  Nothing  particular  occurred  on  the  ride.
At  Edinburgh  I  saw  Crombie,  sat  two  hours  with
Crawford,  who  has  taken  a  rough,  red,  gum-boiled
sketch  of  me,  better  than  the  other,  and  Schenke
between  the  two  expects  to  have  me  ;  called  on  Hogg
and  had  some  talk  about  the  rate  of  payment.  It  is


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likely  to  be  ten  shillings  a  page,  and  they  are  hence-
forth, they  say,  to  pay  for  every  article.  I  met
Crombie  again  at  the  "  shut  of  eve  "  and  shop,  and
with  him  went  and  met  Mrs.  Gilfillan  at  the  train.
