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Battle Sat:<hi rend="superscript">y</hi> June 21. 1777 | Battle Sat:<hi rend="superscript">y</hi> June 21. 1777 132 | ||
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<p>I arrived at this place on Friday last, safe and sound<lb/> but almost drown'd. The raininess of the day rendered my journey<lb/> rather disagreeable, which otherwise from the beauty of the country<lb/> would have been a very pleasant one; however a close broad-cloth<lb/> great coat <add>I travel with</add> proved an effectual screen not only to my skin, but to<lb/> every thing else it had taken under its protection. M<hi rend="superscript">r</hi> Wilson was<lb/> not so fortunate. He arrived here last night not long after the hour<lb/> | <p>I arrived at this place on Friday last, safe and sound<lb/> but almost drown'd. The raininess of the day rendered my journey<lb/> rather disagreeable, which otherwise from the beauty of the country<lb/> would have been a very pleasant one; however a close broad-cloth<lb/> great coat <add>I travel with</add> proved an effectual screen not only to my skin, but to<lb/> every thing else it had taken under its protection. M<hi rend="superscript">r</hi> Wilson was<lb/> not so fortunate. He arrived here last night not long after the hour<lb/>at which we expected him; but in a pickle which <sic>shew'd</sic> he had<lb/> met with one of those disasterous <add>adventures</add> to which Travellers are exposed. The<lb/> truth was, he had been acting a part in the farce of the World<lb/> "turned topsy-turvy"; the little planet he inhabited having in the<lb/> course of its revolution been put literally and <sic>compleatly</sic> in<lb/>that situation. He came down as far as a place called Stone-Crouch<lb/>which is about four and forty miles from London<lb/> in a coach which is called the Stone-Crouch Coach; though<lb/> Stone Crouch far from containing inhabitants enough to support a<lb/> Stage-Coach has scarcely horses enough in it to entitle it to<lb/> the appellation of a village. There however the | ||
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Battle Sat:y June 21. 1777 132
Honoured Sir
I arrived at this place on Friday last, safe and sound
but almost drown'd. The raininess of the day rendered my journey
rather disagreeable, which otherwise from the beauty of the country
would have been a very pleasant one; however a close broad-cloth
great coat I travel with proved an effectual screen not only to my skin, but to
every thing else it had taken under its protection. Mr Wilson was
not so fortunate. He arrived here last night not long after the hour
at which we expected him; but in a pickle which shew'd he had
met with one of those disasterous adventures to which Travellers are exposed. The
truth was, he had been acting a part in the farce of the World
"turned topsy-turvy"; the little planet he inhabited having in the
course of its revolution been put literally and compleatly in
that situation. He came down as far as a place called Stone-Crouch
which is about four and forty miles from London
in a coach which is called the Stone-Crouch Coach; though
Stone Crouch far from containing inhabitants enough to support a
Stage-Coach has scarcely horses enough in it to entitle it to
the appellation of a village. There however the
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