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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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We
found
the
ferryman
at
work
in
the
field
above
his
hut,
and
he
was
at
liberty
to
go
with
us,
but,
being
wet
and
hungry,
we
begged
that
he
would
let
us
sit
by
his
fire
till
we
had
refreshed
ourselves.
This
was
the
first
genuine
Highland
hut
we
had
been
in.
We
entered
by
the
cow-house,
the
house-door
being
within,
at
right
angles
to
the
outer
door.
The
woman
was
distressed
that
she
had
a
bad
fire,
but
she
heaped
up
some
dry
peats
and
heather,
and,
blowing
it
with
her
breath,
in
a
short
time
raised
a
blaze
that
scorched
us
into
comfortable
feelings.
A
small
part
of
the
smoke
found
its
way
out
of
the
hole
of
the
chimney,
the
rest
through
the
open
window-places,
one
of
which
was
within
the
recess
of
the
fireplace,
and
made
a
frame
to
a
little
picture
of
the
restless
lake
and
the
opposite
shore,
seen
when
the
outer
door
was
open.
The
woman
of
the
house
was
very
kind:
whenever
we
asked
her
for
anything
it
seemed
a
fresh
pleasure
to
her
that
she
had
it
for
us;
she
always
answered
with
a
sort
of
softening
down
of
the
Scotch
exclamation,
"Hoot!"
"Ho!
yes,
ye'll
get
that,"
and
hied
to
her
cupboard
in
the
spence.
We
were
amused
with
the
phrase
"Ye'll
get
that"
in
the
Highlands,
which
appeared
to
us
as
if
it
came
from
a
perpetual
feeling
of
the
difficulty
with
which
most
things
are
procured.
We
got
oatmeal,
butter,
bread
and
milk,
made
some
porridge,
and
then
departed.
It
was
rainy
and
cold,
with
a
strong
wind.
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