hotel wheeler, june 22d.—we arrived at this hotel last evening from paris, and find ourselves on the borders of the petit quay notre dame, with steamers and boats right under our windows, and all sorts of dock-business going on briskly. there are barrels, bales, and crates of goods; there are old iron cannon for posts; in short, all that belongs to the wapping of a great seaport. . . . the american partialities of the guests [of this hotel] are consulted by the decorations of the parlor, in which hang two lithographs and colored views of new york, from brooklyn and from weehawken. the fashion of the house is a sort of nondescript mixture of frank, english, and american, and is not disagreeable to us after our weary experience of continental life. the abundance of the food is very acceptable in comparison with the meagreness of french and italian meals; and last evening we supped nobly on cold roast beef and ham, set generously before us, in the mass, instead of being doled out in slices few and thin. the waiter has a kindly sort of manner, and resembles the steward of a vessel rather than a landsman; and, in short, everything here has undergone a change, which might admit of very effective description. i may now as well give up all attempts at journalizing. so i shall say nothing of our journey across france from geneva. . . . to-night, we shall take our departure in a steamer for southampton, whence we shall go to london; thence, in a week or two, to liverpool; thence to boston and concord, there to enjoy—if enjoyment it prove—a little rest and a sense that we are at home.
[more than four months were now taken up in writing "the marble faun," in great part at the seaside town of redcar, yorkshire, mr. hawthorne having concluded to remain another year in england, chiefly to accomplish that romance. in redcar, where he remained till september or october, he wrote no journal, but only the book. he then went to leamington, where he finished "the marble faun" in march, and there is a little journalizing soon after leaving redcar.—ed.]
