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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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After
ascending
a
considerable
way
we
began
to
descend
again;
and
now
we
met
a
team
of
horses
dragging
an
immense
tree
to
the
lead
mines,
to
repair
or
add
to
the
building,
and
presently
after
we
came
to
a
cart,
with
another
large
tree,
and
one
horse
left
in
it,
right
in
the
middle
of
the
highway.
We
were
a
little
out
of
humour,
thinking
we
must
wait
till
the
team
came
back.
There
were
men
and
boys
without
number
all
staring
at
us;
after
a
little
consultation
they
set
their
shoulders
to
the
cart,
and
with
a
good
heave
all
at
once
they
moved
it,
and
we
passed
along.
These
people
were
decently
dressed,
and
their
manners
decent;
there
was
no
hooting
or
impudent
laughter.
Leadhills,
another
mining
village,
was
the
place
of
our
destination
for
the
night;
and
soon
after
we
had
passed
the
cart
we
came
in
sight
of
it.
This
village
and
the
mines
belong
to
Lord
Hopetoun;
it
has
more
stone
houses
than
Wanlockhead,
one
large
old
mansion,
and
a
considerable
number
of
old
trees--beeches,
I
believe.
The
trees
told
of
the
coldness
of
the
climate;
they
were
more
brown
than
green--far
browner
than
the
ripe
grass
of
the
little
hay-garths.
Here,
as
at
Wanlockhead,
were
haycocks,
hay-stacks,
potato-beds,
and
kail-garths
in
every
possible
variety
of
shape,
but,
I
suppose
from
the
irregularity
of
the
ground,
it
looked
far
less
artificial--indeed,
I
should
think
that
a
painter
might
make
several
beautiful
pictures
in
this
village.
It
straggles
down
both
sides
of
a
mountain
glen.
As
I
have
said,
there
is
a
large
mansion.
There
is
also
a
stone
building
that
looks
like
a
school,
and
the
houses
are
single,
or
in
clusters,
or
rows
as
it
may
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