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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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The
village,
as
we
guessed,
is
inhabited
by
miners;
the
mines
belong
to
the
Duke
of
Queensberry.
The
road
to
the
village,
down
which
the
lads
scampered
away,
was
straight
forward.
I
must
mention
that
we
met,
just
after
we
had
parted
from
them,
another
little
fellow,
about
six
years
old,
carrying
a
bundle
over
his
shoulder;
he
seemed
poor
and
half
starved,
and
was
scratching
his
fingers,
which
were
covered
with
the
itch.
He
was
a
miner's
son,
and
lived
at
Wanlockhead;
did
not
go
to
school,
but
this
was
probably
on
account
of
his
youth.
I
mention
him
because
he
seemed
to
be
a
proof
that
there
was
poverty
and
wretchedness
among
these
people,
though
we
saw
no
other
symptom
of
it;
and
afterwards
we
met
scores
of
the
inhabitants
of
this
same
village.
Our
road
turned
to
the
right,
and
we
saw,
at
the
distance
of
less
than
a
mile,
a
tall
upright
building
of
grey
stone,
with
several
men
standing
upon
the
roof,
as
if
they
were
looking
out
over
battlements.
It
stood
beyond
the
village,
upon
higher
ground,
as
if
presiding
over
it,--a
kind
of
enchanter's
castle,
which
it
might
have
been,
a
place
where
Don
Quixote
would
have
gloried
in.
When
we
drew
nearer
we
saw,
coming
out
of
the
side
of
the
building,
a
large
machine
or
lever,
in
appearance
like
a
great
forge-hammer,
as
we
supposed
for
raising
water
out
of
the
mines.
It
heaved
upwards
once
in
half
a
minute
with
a
slow
motion,
and
seemed
to
rest
to
take
breath
at
the
bottom,
its
motion
being
accompanied
with
a
sound
between
a
groan
and
"jike."
There
would
have
been
something
in
this
object
very
striking
in
any
place,
as
it
was
impossible
not
to
invest
the
machine
with
some
faculty
of
intellect;
it
seemed
to
have
made
the
first
step
from
brute
matter
to
life
and
purpose,
showing
its
progress
by
great
power.
William
made
a
remark
to
this
effect,
and
Coleridge
observed
that
it
was
like
a
giant
with
one
idea.
At
all
events,
the
object
produced
a
striking
effect
in
that
place,
where
everything
was
in
unison
with
it--particularly
the
building
itself,
which
was
turret-shaped,
and
with
the
figures
upon
it
resembled
much
one
of
the
fortresses
in
the
wooden
cuts
of
Bunyan's
Holy
War.
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