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Monthly scrap book, for October (1832)

“ We have yet to discover that imaginative pleasures are as real and touching as they, and give them their deepest relish. The additional flowers in October are almost confined to the anemone and scabious; and the flowering-trees and shrubs to the evergreen cytisus. But the hedges (and here let us observe, that the fields and other walks that are free to everyone are sure to supply us with pleasure, when every ether place fails,) are now sparkling with their abundant berries,—the wild rose with the hip, the hawthorn with the haw, the blackthorn with the sloe, the bramble with the blackberry ”
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Monthly scrap book, for October (1832)

“ The town was awakened with the din, as with the cry of fire; and lights came starting forward as it were, te the windows. The women were out with lamentations and vows of vengeance. I was in a state of horror unspeakable. Then came some three or four of the press-gang, with a struggling sailor in their clutches, with nothing but his trowsers on, his shirt riven from his back in the fury. ”
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Monthly scrap book, for October (1832)

“ By and bye, however, a sough and pattering of feet was heard approaching; and shortly after, in looking out, we saw the press-gang, beaded by their officers, with cutlasses by their side, and great club-sticks in their hands. They said nothing, but the sound of their feet on the silent stones of the causey was as the noise of a dreadful engine. They passed, and went on; and all that were with me in the council stood at the windows and listened. In the course of a minute or twa after, two lassies, with a callan, that had been out came flying and wailing, giving the alarm to the town. ”
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