october 11th.—we all left london on sunday morning, between ten and eleven, from the waterloo station, and arrived in southampton about two, without meeting with anything very remarkable on the way. we put up at chapple's castle hotel, which is one of the class styled "commercial," and, though respectable, not such a one as the nobility and gentry usually frequent. i saw little difference in the accommodation, except that young women attended us instead of men,—a pleasant change. it was a showery day, but j——- and i walked out to see the shore and the town and the docks, and, if possible, the ship in which s——- was to sail. the most noteworthy object was the remains of an old castle, near the water-side; the square, gray, weed grown, weird keep of which shows some modern chimney-pots above its battlements, while remaining portions of the fortress are made to seem as one of the walls for coal-depots, and perhaps for small dwellings. the english characteristically patch new things into old things in this manner, materially, legally, constitutionally, and morally. walking along the pier, we observed some pieces of ordnance, one of which was a large brass cannon of henry viii.'s time, about twelve feet long, and very finely made. the bay of southampton presents a pleasant prospect, and i believe it is the great rendezvous of the yacht-club. old and young seafaring people were strolling about, and lounging at corners, just as they do on sunday afternoons in the minor seaports of america.
from the shore we went up into the town, which is handsome, and of a cheerful aspect, with streets generally wide and well paved,—a cleanly town, not smoke-begrimed. the houses, if not modern, are, at least with few exceptions, new fronted. we saw one relic of antiquity,—a fine mediaeval gateway across the principal street, much more elevated than the gates of chester, with battlements at the top, and a spacious apartment over the great arch for the passage of carriages, and the smaller one on each side for foot-passengers. there were two statues in armor or antique costume on the hither side of the gateway, and two old paintings on the other. this, so far as i know, is the only remnant of the old wall of southampton.
on monday the morning was bright, alternating with a little showeriness. u——, j——-, and i went into the town to do some shopping before the steamer should sail; and a little after twelve we drove down to the dock. the madeira is a pleasant-looking ship enough, not very large, but accommodating, i believe, about seventy passengers. we looked at my wife's little stateroom, with its three berths for herself and the two children; and then sat down in the saloon, and afterwards on deck, to spend the irksome and dreary hour or two before parting. many of the passengers seemed to be portuguese, undersized, dark, mustachioed people, smoking cigars. john bull was fairly represented too. . . . u—— was cheerful, and r——- seemed anxious to get off. poor fanny was altogether cast down, and shed tears, either from regret at leaving her native land, or dread of sea-sickness, or general despondency, being a person of no spring of spirits. i waited till the captain came on board, —a middle-aged or rather elderly man, with a sensible expression, but, methought, with a hard, cold eye, to whom i introduced my wife, recommending her to his especial care, as she was unattended by any gentleman; and then we thought it best to cut short the parting scene. so we bade one another farewell; and, leaving them on the deck of the vessel, j——- and i returned to the hotel, and, after dining at the table d'hote, drove down to the railway. this is the first great parting that we have ever had.
it was three o'clock when we left southampton. in order to get to worcester, where we were to spend the night, we strode, as it were, from one line of railway to another, two or three times, and did not arrive at our journey's end till long after dark.
at worcester we put ourselves into the hands of a cabman, who drove us to the crown hotel,—one of the old-fashioned hotels, with an entrance through an arched passage, by which vehicles were admitted into the inn-yard, which has also an exit, i believe, into another street. on one side of the arch was the coffee-room, where, after looking at our sleeping-chambers on the other side of the arch, we had some cold pigeon-pie for supper, and for myself a pint of ale.
it should be mentioned, that, in the morning, before embarking s——- and the children on board the steamer, i saw a fragment of a rainbow among the clouds, and remembered the old adage bidding "sailors take warning." in the afternoon, as j——- and i were railing from southampton, we saw another fragmentary rainbow, which, by the same adage, should be the "sailor's delight." the weather has rather tended to confirm the first omen, but the sea-captains tell me that the steamer must have gone beyond the scope of these winds.
worcester.
