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Journals of Dorothy Wordsworth, Vol. 1 (of 2)
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Dorothy Wordsworth
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We
were
well
received
by
the
landlady,
and
her
little
Jewish
daughter
was
glad
to
see
us
again.
The
husband
a
very
handsome
man.
While
we
were
eating
our
dinner
a
traveller
came
in.
He
had
walked
over
Kirkstone,
that
morning.
We
were
much
amused
by
the
curiosity
of
the
landlord
and
landlady
to
learn
who
he
was,
and
by
his
mysterious
manner
of
letting
out
a
little
bit
of
his
errand,
and
yet
telling
nothing.
He
had
business
further
up
in
the
vale.
He
left
them
with
this
piece
of
information
to
work
upon,
and
I
doubt
not
they
discovered
who
he
was
and
all
his
business
before
the
next
day
at
that
hour.
The
woman
told
us
of
the
riches
of
a
Mr.
Walker,
formerly
of
Grasmere.
We
said,
"What,
does
he
do
nothing
for
his
relations?
He
has
a
sickly
sister
at
Grasmere."
"Why,"
said
the
man,
"I
daresay
if
they
had
any
sons
to
put
forward
he
would
do
it
for
them,
but
he
has
children
of
his
own."
(N.B.--His
fortune
is
above
£60,000,
and
he
has
two
children!!)
The
landlord
went
about
a
mile
and
a
half
with
us
to
put
us
in
the
right
way.
The
road
was
often
very
slippery,
the
wind
high,
and
it
was
nearly
dark
before
we
got
into
the
right
road.
I
was
often
obliged
to
crawl
on
all
fours,
and
Mary
fell
many
a
time.
A
stout
young
man
whom
we
met
on
the
hills,
and
who
knew
Mr.
Clarkson,
very
kindly
set
us
into
the
right
road,
and
we
inquired
again
near
some
houses
and
were
directed,
by
a
miserable,
poverty-struck,
looking
woman,
who
had
been
fetching
water,
to
go
down
a
miry
lane.
We
soon
got
into
the
main
road
and
reached
Mr.
Clarkson's
at
tea
time.
Mary
H.
spent
the
next
day
with
us,
and
we
walked
on
Dunmallet
before
dinner,
but
it
snowed
a
little.
The
day
following,
being
New
Year's
Eve,
we
accompanied
Mary
to
Howtown
Bridge.
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