White Sulphur papers; or, Life at the springs of Western Virginia

92 WHITE SULPHUR PAPERS.
He says he never commenced writing,
for publication,
until as late as 1829. He has written with
great rapidity since. We should infer, from his
conversation, that he prefers the " King's-Ow^n" to
most of his works, and after that, the " Pacha of
Many Tales."
He is writing a book on America. I hope he will
speak well of our party, and not forget the ladies he
danced w^ith, at the White Sulphur.
Saturday, .
It rained during part of this morning, which made
the ground so wet, as to oblige us not only to breakfast,
but dine and sup in our cabin. It is amusing,
such a day as this, to watch the waiters going in
every direction, carrying the various meals to
different cabins.
the
Mrs. L and her daughter, being next door
neighbours, came in to dine with us, and Mr. P
and several gentlemen joined us at tea in the porch.
We sat until after ten o'clock, listening to the news
of the day, and were about retiring, when the sound
of Mr. 's guitar, in Paradise row, induced us
to remain awhile, to listen to its deliglitful tones,
whif'h he can so well draw out.
" Were it some hours later," said B ,
" I should
magine the music proceeded from the lute of the