ught of in Paris, as it
is regarded here of little value. His announcement of his concessions,
as being final, will do him more harm, than the concessions themselves
will do good.

The Attorney-General told me to-day that I had won the the heart of Mr.
Adderly, M.P., Under-Secretary of State for the Colonies, who is an able
man. The Attorney-General gave me a note of introduction to him (in the
absence of Lord Carnarvon) in order to introduce me to Lord Stanley,
which Mr. Adderly did. He asked me many questions about our school
system, and told the Attorney-General I had given him an immense deal of
information in a short time.

_Nice, February 25._--We left Paris Wednesday evening, and reached
Marseilles Thursday noon--passing Lyons, Vienne, Avignon, etc., in the
valley of the Rhone, by daylight. The scenery was very beautiful,
vine-yards on the hillsides, cultivated fields, trees and shrubs green,
almonds in blossom. In the afternoon we "did" Marseilles, visiting the
Exchange, the Palais de Justice, the ancient and modern port with its
thousands of ships,--28,000 entering it per year--ascended the lofty
mount, with garden walls on its sides, to the Notre Dame church which
surmounts it--a small church of the sailors hung with innumerable
characteristic mementoes of their escapes from shipwreck, through the
intercession of their Mother-protector! The view of the city and
surrounding country, all dotted with villas, is magnificent. Next
morning we started for Nice. Toulon, the Mediterranean naval station of
France, is about thirty-six miles this side of Marseilles--about
one-third of the way to Nice. It is strongly fortified; its port, which
is admirable, contains many French ships of war. The population is about
50,000. Between Toulon and Nice lies the town of Cannes--a rival to Nice
as a resort for invalids. The scenery from Marseilles to Nice is
beautiful, and sometimes grand--the sea on one side, and the gardens,
fields, olive and orange orchards, hillsides and mountain slopes, dotted
with hamlets and villas, on the other. In the back-ground of Nice are
seen the maritime Alps. Oranges are here seen on the trees; and the
trees, shrubs and flowers are green, and some of them in blossom. The
breezes gentle, the sun bright and warm, the sky clear, and the
atmosphere soft and balmy, one seems to inhale healthful vigour with
every breath, and to behold cheerful beauty on every side.

I have here met my old friend, Dr. P