Up early this morning, in order to gain an hour before my departure to take a look at this noted city. The first point of interest was the Calton hill, which gives a view of the whole town. It is a striking site, and in a clear atmosphere, if there ever is one would furnish a fine picture. But although the sun was shining, a heavy cloud of245 coal smoke hung like a pall over most of the of the city. A doric portico without any building, and a couple of monuments, with two other edifices constitute all the objects of interest on the summit. But off in the distance is Arthur’s seat and the bold crag which breaks the ordinary uniformity of city buildings. Directly below the elevation are buildings all of stone, ample and of good taste in architecture. Farther than this I could not see before it became necessary for me to depart. At ten I bid good bye to Edinburgh and we travelled all day, the greater part over the same road traversed the other evening. I saw Carlisle, and Preston and Ungow and Stafford, then to Rugby and so on to London, reaching home at about half past ten, very glad to have gotten through my journey, and not anxious soon to repeat it.