Among old New England inns; being an account of little journeys to various quaint inns and hostelries of colonial New England . e landing-place to David Arnoldstavern at Warwick neck was not much of awalk, but Prescott, whose bare feet had beenscratched by the blackberry vines in themeadow they had recently crossed, beggedso hard for a pair of shoes that a pair wasobtained for him from one of the officers atthe Warwick neck station. Samuel Cory,of the expedition, was directed by Bartonto take the shoes to the general and put themon. There was some difficulty about this asPrescott kept protesti
Among old New England inns; being an account of little journeys to various quaint inns and hostelries of colonial New England . e landing-place to David Arnoldstavern at Warwick neck was not much of awalk, but Prescott, whose bare feet had beenscratched by the blackberry vines in themeadow they had recently crossed, beggedso hard for a pair of shoes that a pair wasobtained for him from one of the officers atthe Warwick neck station. Samuel Cory,of the expedition, was directed by Bartonto take the shoes to the general and put themon. There was some difficulty about this asPrescott kept protesting that his feet wereso swollen the shoes would not fit. Myorders were to put the shoes on GeneralPrescott, not to see that they fitted, saidSamuel grimly, as he vigorously executedthe order. Upon their arrival at the tavern, the twoprisoners were assigned rooms and carefullyguarded. Next morning at breakfast Pres-cott ate little, and Mrs. Arnold, the land-lords wife, thinking he did not like herfare, made some remark on the subject. Butthe British general assured her that he hadno appetite. He likewise had no cravat, 138. DAVID ARNOLD TAVERN, WARWICK
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