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COACHING DAYS AND COACHING WAYS 



drone, and the storm In the coffee-room fell before the 

 smile of the young genius. 



I shall go on with Miss Burney and Mrs. Thrale to 

 Bath in their post-chaise instead of waiting sixty years 

 later for the Monarch, or one of Thomas Cooper, 

 Esquire's fast day coaches, not only because the ladies 

 went by the old Bath Road, on which I propose to 



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travel, but for the further reason that they met during 

 their stay at Bath some unhackneyed society to which 

 I should like to make my readers known. 



Miss Burney however, I observe in her memoirs, 

 declares her intention of "skipping to our arrival at this 

 beautiful city," meaning Bath, and I am not certain that 

 there is much reason for not following in her diary- 



