We are now in St. George's Channel. On our right, but not in view,
is the coast of Wales. On our left the coast of Ireland is plainly
visible. With a pair of glasses we can see cottages, churches, and
the green, green fields of Erin. We shall be in Liverpool about ten
o'clock to-night. There I will mail this batch of "leaves" which
have at least the merit of continuity. Others to follow will
necessarily be scattered and disconnected--stray leaves blown about
by every wind of travel.
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