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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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On
Thursday
morning,
at
a
little
before
seven,
being
the
15th
July,
we
got
into
a
post-chaise
and
went
to
Thirsk
to
breakfast.
We
were
well
treated,
but
when
the
landlady
understood
that
we
were
going
to
walk
off,
and
leave
our
luggage
behind,
she
threw
out
some
saucy
words
in
our
hearing.
The
day
was
very
hot,
and
we
rested
often
and
long
before
we
reached
the
foot
of
the
Hambledon
Hills,
and
while
we
were
climbing
them,
still
oftener....
We
were
almost
overpowered
with
thirst,
when
I
heard
the
trickling
of
a
little
stream
of
water.
I
was
before
William,
and
I
stopped
till
he
came
up
to
me.
We
sate
a
long
time
by
this
water,
and
climbed
the
hill
slowly.
I
was
footsore;
the
sun
shone
hot;
the
little
Scotch
cattle
panted
and
tossed
fretfully
about.
The
view
was
hazy,
and
we
could
see
nothing
from
the
top
of
the
hill
but
an
undistinct
wide-spreading
country,
full
of
trees,
but
the
buildings,
towns,
and
houses
were
lost.
We
stopped
to
examine
that
curious
stone,
then
walked
along
the
flat
common....
Arrived
very
hungry
at
Rivaux.
Nothing
to
eat
at
the
Millers,
as
we
expected,
but
at
an
exquisitely
neat
farm-house
we
got
some
boiled
milk
and
bread.
This
strengthened
us,
and
I
went
down
to
look
at
the
ruins.
Thrushes
were
singing;
cattle
feeding
among
green-grown
hillocks
about
the
ruins.
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