The lord provost received us into his carriage, and as we drove along
pointed out to us the various objects of interest in the beautiful
town. Among other things, a fine old bridge across the Dee attracted
our particular attention. We were conducted to the house of Mr.
Cruikshank, a Friend, and found waiting for us there the thoughtful
hospitality which we had ever experienced in all our stopping-places.
A snug little quiet supper was laid out upon the table, of which we
partook in haste, as we were informed that the assembly at the hall
were waiting to receive us.
There arrived, we found the hall crowded, and with difficulty made our
way to the platform. Whether owing to the stimulating effect of the
air from the ocean, or to the comparatively social aspect of the
scene, or perhaps to both, certain it is that we enjoyed the meeting
with great zest. I was surrounded on the stage with blooming young
ladies, one of whom put into my hands a beautiful bouquet, some
flowers of which I have now, dried, in my album. The refreshment
tables were adorned with some exquisite wax flowers, the work, as I
was afterwards told, of a young lady in the place. One of these
designs especially interested me. It was a group of water-lilies
resting on a mirror, which gave them the appearance of growing in the
water.
We had some very animated speaking, in which the speakers contrived to
blend enthusiastic admiration and love for America with detestation of
slavery.
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