We advanced up the Hudson, as we had done nearly two years before; he sate beside me, silent as usual, after we had exchanged the first natural communications between friends; neither did I feel it necessary to talk, for we understood one another. It was the most beautiful afternoon and evening. The wind was fresh and full of animation, although warm; the waves were agitated more than usual, and danced and sung around us; nature was full of cheerful and delicious life. No night-frosts as yet had breathed upon the verdant heights; the enchanting veil of the autumnal summer began to be unfolded over them. The moon arose, and mingled her waves of light with those of the wind and water. I sate silent, listening, and melancholy. I knew that the hour of parting drew nigh.
Caroline Downing met us, as on the former occasion. I found her also looking younger and more lovely. But I felt that I myself had become older, both body and soul. But then I had in these two years passed through more than in ten ordinary years; but much of this, which appertains to my innermost being, can only be imparted to you by word of mouth.
I rejoice to see the development of life and activity which has taken place in Downing. His outward sphere of activity is now very wide and effective. President Fillmore has it in contemplation to lay out extensive grounds around the Capitol at Washington; and there are here two young architects from England who, under Downing's direction, are preparing plans for houses which he is commissioned to erect for private persons, who in their villas and cottages desire to combine the beautiful with the useful. Downing's engagements and correspondence are at this time incredibly great, and extend over the whole Union; but then he does all so easily, so con amore, he works as Jenny Lind seems to sing. That, however, which pleases me in particular is the direction which his
