The Esk, below Langholm, is a delicious river, and we saw it to great advantage.

We did not omit noticing Johnnie Armstrong's Keep; but his hanging-place, to our great regret, we missed.

We were, indeed, most truly sorry that we could not have you along with us into Westmoreland.

The country was in its full glory; the verdure of the valleys, in which we are so much superior to you in Scotland, but little tarnished by the weather; and the trees putting on their most beautiful looks.

My sister was quite enchanted; and we often said to each other, "What a pity Mr.Scott is not with us!..." I had the pleasure of seeing Coleridge and Southey at Keswick last Sunday.