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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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William's
guide
was
a
pretty
boy,
and
he
was
exceedingly
pleased
with
him.
Just
as
they
were
quitting
the
waterfall,
William's
mind
being
full
of
the
majesty
of
the
scene,
the
little
fellow
pointed
to
the
top
of
a
rock,
"There's
a
fine
slae-bush
there."
"Ay,"
said
William,
"but
there
are
no
slaes
upon
it,"
which
was
true
enough;
but
I
suppose
the
child
remembered
the
slaes
of
another
summer,
though,
as
he
said,
he
was
but
"half
seven
years
old,"
namely,
six
and
a
half.
He
conducted
William
to
the
other
fall,
and
as
they
were
going
along
a
narrow
path,
they
came
to
a
small
cavern,
where
William
lost
him,
and
looking
about,
saw
his
pretty
figure
in
a
sort
of
natural
niche
fitted
for
a
statue,
from
which
the
boy
jumped
out
laughing,
delighted
with
the
success
of
his
trick.
William
told
us
a
great
deal
about
him,
while
he
sat
by
the
fire,
and
of
the
pleasure
of
his
walk,
often
repeating,
"I
wish
you
had
been
with
me."
Having
no
change,
he
gave
the
boy
sixpence,
which
was
certainly,
if
he
had
formed
any
expectations
at
all,
far
beyond
them;
but
he
received
it
with
the
utmost
indifference,
without
any
remark
of
surprise
or
pleasure;
most
likely
he
did
not
know
how
many
halfpence
he
could
get
for
it,
and
twopence
would
have
pleased
him
more.
My
little
girl
was
delighted
with
the
sixpence
I
gave
her,
and
said
she
would
buy
a
book
with
it
on
Monday
morning.
What
a
difference
between
the
manner
of
living
and
education
of
boys
and
of
girls
among
the
lower
classes
of
people
in
towns!
she
had
never
seen
the
Falls
of
the
Clyde,
nor
had
ever
been
further
than
the
porter's
lodge;
the
boy,
I
daresay,
knew
every
hiding-place
in
every
accessible
rock,
as
well
as
the
fine
"slae
bushes"
and
the
nut
trees.
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