ABSTRACT
It was said of the old duchess of Bedford, that being asked on her return from Ireland (where her husband had been Lord Lieutenant), how she liked that country? she replied, ‘there was one good thing in it, there was always a fair wind to carry you out of it.’44 Her Grace’s assertion could not be contradicted by the experience of our present voyagers. e wind certainly blew from that kingdom, and seemed determined to give them all the opposition in their approach to it, that was in its power. Edward, who was now so well accustomed to the sea, as not to be incommoded by its highest rage, as long as he was in a good ship, and had sea room,45 would not have minded its present turbulence, but for the terrors of all the female/ passengers, and the sickness with which both Evans and Doctor Burton were a ected. He passed the whole night in assisting them, and indeed every person else in the cabin, and in soothing all the ladies, whose terrors at the perpetual cry of ‘lu ! lu !’ and the thumps which the vessel received as she buffeted the waves, were o en expressed in screams, which he did all in his power to compose; at length towards morning the wind abated, and grew somewhat more favourable, so that about two o’clock the next a ernoon they passed the bar, and in less than an hour were landed at the Pigeon House. Here they soon got a coach, which they ordered to drive to the Marine Hotel.
