I beckoned Pleasure and she gladly came:
O'er hill and vale I roamed at her dear side--
And made the sweet air vocal with her name:
She all the way of weariness beguiled,
And I was happy as a very child!

July, 1850.

T. ADDISON RICHARDS

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ORIGINAL CORRESPONDENCE.

RAMBLES IN THE PENINSULA.

NO III.

BARCELONA, MAY 27, 1850.

My dear friend--I have been exceedingly pleased with what I have seen
and experienced during the time I have already spent in this handsome
and agreeable city. At present I have no traveling companion, and have
moreover only encountered one of my countrymen (with the exception of
the consuls) since my departure from Madrid, in January last. Besides,
I seldom hear the United States mentioned, never see any papers,
associate almost altogether with Spaniards, and converse chiefly in
their language.

The American Consul here (who is by the way a Spaniard) has been very