long train journey。 One is the sad and desolate aspect of the sandy wildernesses of Upper Mexico； dotted here and there with tall cacti； as these appeared in the light of the full moon。 Another is the sight of a small herd of bison which we passed on the great plains of Texas； I suppose among the last that were left in that country。 These I am very glad to have seen in their wild state。 The third is the view of Niagara as we saw it in one wintry dawn。 The train pulled up to allow us to inspect the Falls； and for a while we stood almost on the brink of the cataract watching the great ice boulders thunder to the depths below。 It was a mighty and majestic scene； which the loneliness of the hour did much to enhance。
From New York we took ship for Liverpool； where we arrived without accident in due course。 I was not well at the time； having again been attacked by influenza on the voyage。 Needless to say； our homeing was very sad。 After； I think； only one night in London we came to Ditchingham； where I found my two little girls dressed in black and — a grave。
Chapter 15 ANDREW LANG
Death of Andrew Lang — Recent letters from him — Suggested further collaboration — Lecture tour in S。 Africa proposed — Letter from Charles Longman — Queen Taia’s ring。
The day on which I mence this chapter of my reminiscences — July 22； 1912 — is a sad one for me； since the first thing I saw on opening my eyes this morning was the news of the sudden death of my dear friend； Andrew Lang。 It is odd that only last Thursday； when I was in London； some vague anxiety concerning him prompted me to make an effort to see Lang。 Having an hour to spare before my train left； I took a taxi…cab and drove to his house in Marloes Road； to find which his direction of many years ago use