Diary of Charles Francis Adams, 1863
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1863-08-29
To our great regret the Duchess left us in order to obey a sudden call on her from her mother, the Duchess of Sutherland, who is seriously ill at Stafford House in London. He would have retired too, but the Duchess enjoined it upon us to remain with the Duke, who was likewise to receive Lord and Lady Grey on Tuesday. I decided to remain over Sunday and no longer, I am sorry for her absence, as there is an ease and kindness about her manners which impart confidence and good will. The Duke is likewise courteous and pleasant but he is more nervous and abrupt. His sister Lady Emma is as simple as either of them but she has much of the national fixedness about her manners. They were all very civil to us however. The Duke took us a drive along his Estate to visit the falls and give me a chance to throw a fly for a Salmon which I did after a fashion and without success. He made out no better himself—neither would the fish attempt to leap the fall, as he wished us to see. We then drove to a small lake where we were put into a boat and the fishing was renewed. Not much success around that effort. He caught but two trout quite small. He then gave me the rod to troll with a fly. This brought in a pretty good sized trout, weighing perhaps a pound. The day turned out fine, though threatening at times. The drive through the grounds was very pleasant. After luncheon, we all went in the carriage about seven miles along the border of Loch Fyne. There we met the Duke’s boat with five men who rowed us half the way back to enable us to catch the fish of the saltwater. Our efforts were not rewarded with success however. But the trip in the boat gave us an excellent opportunity to observe the pretty scenery of the Loch, and especially towards the upper or monthly end. As the rowing made slow work, we landed about two thirds of the way back and returned in the carriage to the castle. Thus the day passed. Dinner followed, and in the evening a quiet circle and conversation before the fire. For there is a fire every night in the sitting room.450