Describes a visit to the Rogers family in Oxford and a journey by rail to London. Transcription: not aided. Withal she [Sarah Rogers] had has a dainty waist and bust, is partial to flowers, and (I think,) would meet an admirer half way. She has an album, wherein scores of admirers have written and plagiarised. Also she lieth abed awfully in the morning, and occasionally snubbeth her younger brothers. / Back by 6 or so, and Tilly [Jenkins] off by coach at 1/2 past, we leave her. I squire la belle Sarah back to her abode, and stay tea, and the evening. The boys were present, having come in from
Describes a visit to the Rogers family in Oxford and a journey by rail to London. Transcription: not aided. Withal she [Sarah Rogers] had has a dainty waist and bust, is partial to flowers, and (I think,) would meet an admirer half way. She has an album, wherein scores of admirers have written and plagiarised. Also she lieth abed awfully in the morning, and occasionally snubbeth her younger brothers. / Back by 6 or so, and Tilly [Jenkins] off by coach at 1/2 past, we leave her. I squire la belle Sarah back to her abode, and stay tea, and the evening. The boys were present, having come in from skating, but not Mr R. Miss Sarah played and sang, I sang, and we talked; not without thought on my part that there was a dear face [Hannah Bennett] at Chacombe worth all this, a thousand fold over. Presently a Mr Hurst came in, and we fraternized, smoked, talked of America &c, supped and sate awaiting Mr Rogers return, which did not happen till 11. He was suspected of being out a wooing a certain widow. I said good-bye at within a quarter of midnight, made a rapid rush through High Street, got to Drinkwater ?s tavern, and secured a bed. They put me in a room which had not been ventilated, (I think) since winter set in, inasmuch that I rose, and smelt at the Water Ewer, thinking the noisome odor proceeded from too-long-kept water; found it didn ?t, opened window, turned in and slept soundly. 14. Wednesday. Breakfast, then [Levi] Greatbatch ?s. Rail at 12 1/2 for London. Horribly cold in the stupid, exclusive, English cars. Vulgar faced, scorbutic Oxoman and groom-like friend, in cap and leather garters in the carriage, he damning College Authorities, both going some miles down the rail, with skates in pocket. Half hour pause at some junction, no where to take shelter from cold wind. On again, and to London, when about at freezing point for the blood of the passengers. Omnibuses, and home again. Letter from [William] Boutcher to George Clark Title: Thomas Butler Gunn Diaries: V
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