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his house and we take perhaps a dozen �nips� a
day; sometimes my host brings it to me
in a quiet, earnest way, accompanied with a pit-
cher of cold water, fished up from the bottom
of the well.     Never, I�m sure, was a bottle oftener
refilled, in a private household, than that in use
in this hospitable dwelling.       Fishing in the after-
noon and part of the morning, returning to a great
fry of our scaly prey and a pheasant for dinner.
Loafing, dozing, reading, pitching ball (the weight
at the end of a dumb-bell) for the rest of the day.
  23.  Sunday.   Old lady and little folk off to
church.   Reading and scribbling.  By 6 o�clock with
W. Tew, girl Mary Jane and boy Willy to visit
the household of John Tew.  There we found two Eng-
lishmen, young fellows whom their host had met
overnight at the little roadside tavern and invited
here with him.   One was Cheshire born, of farming
and mercantile antecedents, the other a London but-
cher � he could not have been mistaken for anything
else.   The Cheshire man had quitted England but
two weeks ago.   The Londoner preceding him by six
months.       Both were amusingly British, especially
the cockney.   The English, he said, were all turning
in favor of the South; they had been for the North
at first, supposing that the war was intended to put
an end to Slavery.       He hoped the South would beat               
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