352 Second Postscript. [Part III. 



" in every word and feature. He appears to feel, in 

 *' its fullest force, the sentiment, 



* I have no brother, am like no {)rother : 

 ' I am myself alone.'/' 



665. It is unlucky for this blade, that the parties are 

 alive. First -^ let the " English uoman" speak for 

 herself, which she does, in these words : 



666. I remember, that, about a week after I came 

 to Hyde Park, in 1817, a man came to the house in 

 the evening, when Mr. Cobbett was out, and that he 

 qame again the next morning. I never knew, or asked, 

 what countryman he was. He came to the back door. 

 I first gave him a chair in a back-room; but, as he 

 was a slippery-looking young man, and as it was grow- 

 ing late, my husband thought it was best to bring him 

 down into the kitchen, where he staid till he went away. 

 I had no talk with him. I could not know what condi- 

 tion Mr. Cobbett found the house in, for I did not come 

 here 'till the middle of August. I never heard whe- 

 ther the gentleman that lived here before Mr. Cobbett, 

 was an American, or not. I never in my life said a 

 word against the people or the country : I am very glad 

 I came to it ; I am doing very well in it ; and have 

 found as good and kind friends amongst the Americans, 

 as I ever had in all my life. 



M.^RY AxN CuURCHEB. 



Hyde Park, 

 Eth January, 1819. 



667. Mrs. Churcher puts me in mind, that I asked 

 her what sort of a looking man it was, and that she said 

 he looked like an Exciseman, and that Churcher ex- 

 claimed : " Why, you fool, they don't have any Excise- 

 " men and such fellows here ! " — I never was at a county 

 court in America in my lile. I was out shooting. As 

 to the house, it is a better one than he ever entered, 

 except as a lodger or a servant, or to carry home work. 

 The path, so far from being trackless, was as beaten 

 as the highweiy. — The gentleman who lived here before 

 me was an Englishman, whose napie was Crow. But 



