October 28th, 1872. Cloudy.

At half past one in the afternoon we left Bradford and travelled by train forty-two miles south to Sheffield. While we were in Bradford, a leading citizen of Sheffield, Mr. George Wilson, had come personally to invite us to visit that city when we left Bradford, and had, moreover, promised to put us up at his own house. Mr. Wilson and his brother were at the station to meet us with their private carriages to bring us to their houses. Because there were not enough rooms at Mr. George Wilson's house, Vice-Ambassador Itō and the two secretaries stayed at the house of his younger brother, Mr. Alexander Wilson, but were brought each evening by carriage to the house of the elder Mr. Wilson to join the others for dinner. The Wilsons' hospitality was whole-hearted. The atmosphere was most friendly and relations extremely harmonious.

October 29th. Cloudy.

At nine o'clock in the morning we went by carriage to Messrs. Charles Cammell and Company's iron and steel works. This factory occupied an enormous tract of land from which a forest of chimneys, great and small, reached upwards. Smoke from burning coal spread across the heavens like spilt ink, making it look as though a great thunderstorm was about to burst upon us. Even from a distance it was a sight to unsettle the nerves. We never saw such a huge factory either before or after.