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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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Wednesday,
2nd
June.--In
the
morning
we
observed
that
the
scarlet
beans
were
drooping
in
the
leaves
in
great
numbers,
owing,
we
guess,
to
an
insect....
Yesterday
an
old
man
called,
a
grey-headed
man,
above
seventy
years
of
age.
He
said
he
had
been
a
soldier,
that
his
wife
and
children
had
died
in
Jamaica.
He
had
a
beggar's
wallet
over
his
shoulders;
a
coat
of
shreds
and
patches,
altogether
of
a
drab
colour;
he
was
tall,
and
though
his
body
was
bent,
he
had
the
look
of
one
used
to
have
been
upright.
I
talked
a
while,
and
then
gave
him
a
piece
of
cold
bacon
and
some
money.
Said
he,
"You're
a
fine
woman!"
I
could
not
help
smiling;
I
suppose
he
meant,
"You're
a
kind
woman."
Afterwards
a
woman
called,
travelling
to
Glasgow.
After
dinner
we
went
into
Frank's
field,
crawled
up
the
little
glen,
and
planned
a
seat;
...
found
a
beautiful
shell-like
purple
fungus
in
Frank's
field.
After
tea
we
walked
to
Butterlip
How,
and
backwards
and
forwards
there.
All
the
young
oak
tree
leaves
are
dry
as
powder.
A
cold
south
wind,
portending
rain....
Thursday,
3rd
June
1802.--A
very
fine
rain.
I
lay
in
my
bed
till
ten
o'clock.
William
much
better
than
yesterday.
We
walked
into
Easedale....
The
cuckoo
sang,
and
we
watched
the
little
birds
as
we
sate
at
the
door
of
the
cow-house.
The
oak
copses
are
brown,
as
in
autumn,
with
the
late
frosts....
We
have
been
reading
the
life
and
some
of
the
writings
of
poor
Logan
since
dinner.
There
are
many
affecting
lines
and
passages
in
his
poem,
e.g.
Marker
Marker
Fine marker
White-out
Fine white-out
Circle
Paint
Unmarker
Hand
Scalpel
Dice
Sieve
Purify
Undo
Redo
Start over
