LIFE OF (OBDEN., (oma?

ne of the earliest of his fellow-workers the frame of mind
* which it kad left im.
I sm going into the wilderness to pray for a retur? 0
the taste I once possessed for nature and simple guiet life
Hore I am, in one day from Manchester, to the lovelies!
valley out of paradise. Ten years ago, before I was 8
agitator, I spent a dey or two in this house. Comparitg
my sensations now with those I then experienced, I feel
how much I have lost in winning public fame. The rough
tempest has spoilt me for the quiet haven. I fear I shall
never be able to cast anchor again. It seems as if some
mesmeric hand were on my brain, or I was possessed by 8°
unquiet fiend urging me forward in spite of myself. On
Thursday I thought as I went to the meeting, that I should
next day be a quiet and happy man. Next day bring?
me a suggestion from a private friend of the Emperor of
Russia, assuring me that if instesd of going to Italy and
Egypt, I would take a trip to St. Petersburg, 1 could
exercise an important influence upon the mind of Nicholas:
Here am I at Llangollen, blind to the loveliness of nature
and only eager to be on the road to Russia, taking Madrid,
Vienna Berlin, and Paris by the way! Let me see mY
boy to-morrow, who waits my coming at Machynlleth, and
if he do not wean me, I am quite gone past recovery.” *
His mind did not rest long. To Mr. Ashworth he
wrote at the same date rm
“Now I am going to tell you of fresh projects that
bave been brewing in my brain. I have given mp all ides
of burying myself in Egypt or Italy. I am going on #
private agitating tour through the Continent of Europe:
The other day I got an intimation from Sir Roderick
Murchison, the geologist—a friend and confidant of the
Erperor of Russin—-that 1 shonld have great influence with
Pu Hi. Paulton. Jule 4 1848,