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Text for Page 012 [02-01-1855]

there was no sort of intimacy or communication between the families.
My father had lent him money, which had remained unpaid so long
that when he was prevailed upon, (by my Uncle Henry Bolton) to
cash up, it was within a month or so of limitation statute, when
it would have been irrecoverable.     He blasphemed and cursed my
father up hill and down dale, when he learnt this.    I think they
never met after we quitted Oxford.     I remember this Uncle of mine
patting my boys-head and giving me a shilling, which I divided with
Edwin.   /        He got drunk occasionally at Banbury market, wore
top-boots, and never suspenders, so that an equator of shirt was visible
between his waistcoat and knee-cords.       His eldest son died
in Marsh 1826, the month succeeding my birthday.   He was a
Richard Gunn, and ended his life after strange fashion, being
found dead on the road-side, in riding from Deddington towards
South Newington.    He was a young man, some five and twenty or
less, and had married a Checkley, of Wigginton; her brother
who had been his companion in that evening ride, was, and is
suspected of having murdered him.    Checkley was found snug in
his bed on the next morning, and told some story about Dick stop-
ping behind on the road.   He, Checkley had the character of �a
bad fellow,� and my Aunt Gunn, (widow of Thomas,) says most
positively that Dick was murdered, and that his assassin fears
to be in the dark, now.   Yet she is a woman who�s word must not
be held proof positive.   Anyway Dick�s skull was fractured by a blow
of a stake or riding whip, he was found not in the road, but partly
in a ditch; and the family, nay my father, thinks his brother
in law killed him.    There was an inquest, but appears no verdict               
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