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, we shall meet, please God! Always, my dear Jerrold, Cordially yours. [Sidenote: Mr. W. C. Macready.] GENEVA, _Saturday, October 24th, 1846._ MY DEAR MACREADY, The welcome sight of your handwriting moves me (though I have nothing to say) to show you mine, and if I could recollect the passage in Virginius I would paraphrase it, and say, "Does it seem to tremble, boy? Is it a loving autograph? Does it beam with friendship and affection?" all of which I say, as I write, with--oh Heaven!--such a splendid imitation of you, and finally give you one of those grasps and shakes with which I have seen you make the young Icilius stagger again. Here I am, running away from a bad headache as Tristram Shandy ran away from death, and lodging for a week in the Hotel de l'Ecu de Geneve, wherein there is a large mirror shattered by a cannon-ball in the late revolution. A revolution, whatever its merits, achieved by free spirits, nobly generous and moderate, even in the first transports of victory, elevated by a splendid popular education, and bent on freedom from all tyrants, whether their crowns be shaven or golden. The newspapers may tell you what they please. I believe there is no country on earth but Switzerland in which a violent change could have been effected in the Christian spirit shown in this place, or in the same proud, independent, gallant style. Not one halfpennyworth of property was lost, stolen, or strayed. Not one atom of party malice survived the smoke of the last gun. Nothing is expressed in the Government addresses to the citizens but a regard for the general happiness, and injunctions to forget all animosities; which they are practically obeying at every turn, though the late Government (of whose spirit I had some previous knowledge) did load the guns with such material as should occasion gangrene in the wounds, and though the wounded _do_ die, consequently, every day, in the hospital, of sores that in themselves were nothing. _You_ a mountaineer! _You_ examine (I have seen you do it) the point of your young son's baton de montagne before he went up into the snow! And _you_ talk of coming to Lausanne in March! Why, Lord love your heart, William Tell, times are changed since you lived at Altorf. There is not a mountain pass open until June. The snow is closing in on all the panorama
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