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Text for Page 024 [02-13-1855]

of the noble men who �let up such a fire in England that never should
be quenched;� � all of these will long dwell in memory, making me love
Oxford the more, could I do so.       Anon to the Rogers.  La belle
Sarah and her father were at breakfast, though it was noon, and Tilly
of course present.   So I took lunch, rallied the girls &c, Mr R
left after an hour or so, and anon we dined.        Tilly went off for
a visit, we to meet her in the High Street in half an hour, so
soon I was again crossing Magdalen Bridge with the fair Sarah on
my arm.   Soon found Tilly, then to the Post Office, and from thence
through the city suburbs to the Isis, which for days past had been hard
frozen, affording sport to many skaters.       It was a pleasant scene,
a bright wintry afternoon, the old city with its spires and Ratcliffe dome
in the distance, the pretty river all ice bound, and the skaters.  We had
to pass single file over little bridges, and kept on the streams margin Iffley
wards.   The skaters were criticized and recognized, the girls wishing all
sort of arch mischief to �em.  They were both pleasant, and contrasted
agreably.  I think Tilly is the handsomer, her features are clear cut, nose
arched and delicate, her lips good, and the whole profile perfectly un-vulgar;
she is short though in stature, has pretty decisively feminine ways with
her, and speaks pure and correctly pronounced English.  I hope the
�New Holland� sack Inspector may be worthy of her.   La belle Sarah
however is a different sort of girl.  Her features are less noticeable than
her eyes and hair, her complexion fair and freckled, her nose straitish
inclining to retrouss�, but not boldly deigned, her mouth warm and
smiling, but lacking the sweet virginal look one loves so much, her hair
is luxurious and glossy, brown in hue, and she has such a ripe bloom on
her cheeksx that I � ahem ! have doubts it Nature�s handiwork be
         (x Tilly rouge�s too, but �in moderation� contrasted with her friend.)               
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