MY DEAR MITTON,

I am so exhausted with the life I am obliged to lead here, that I have

had time to write but one letter which is at all deserving of the name,

as giving any account of our movements. Forster has it, in trust, to

tell you all its news; and he has also some newspapers which I had an

opportunity of sending him, in which you will find further particulars

of our progress.

We had a dreadful passage, the worst, the officers all concur in saying,

that they have ever known. We were eighteen days coming; experienced a

dreadful storm which swept away our paddle-boxes and stove our

lifeboats; and ran aground besides, near Halifax, among rocks and

breakers, where we lay at anchor all night. After we left the English

Channel we had only one fine day. And we had the additional discomfort

of being eighty-six passengers. I was ill five days, Kate six; though,

indeed, she had a swelled face and suffered the utmost terror all the

way.

I can give you no conception of my welcome here. There never was a king

or emperor upon the earth so cheered and followed by crowds, and

entertained in public at splendid balls and dinners, and waited on by

public bodies and deputations of all kinds. I have had one from the Far

West--a journey of two thousand miles! If I go out in a carriage, the

crowd surround it and escort me home; if I go to the theatre, the whole

house (crowded to the roof) rises as one man, and the timbers ring

again. You cannot imagine what it is. I have five great public dinners

on hand at this moment, and invitations from every town and village and

city in the States.

There is a great deal afloat here in the way of subjects for

description. I keep my eyes open pretty wide, and hope to have done so

to some purpose by the time I come home.

When you write to me again--I say again, hoping that your first letter

will be soon upon its way here--direct to me to the care of David

Colden, Esq., New York. He will forward all communications by the

quickest conveyance and will be perfectly acquainted with all my

movements.

Always your faithful Friend.

[Sidenote: Mr. Fitz-Greene Halleck.]

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