54 ROBERT POCOCK. 



turned by another massive iron wheel, to which was a 

 horizontal lever pulling back and forward in the boat. 

 On the whole it is a clumsy contrivance, and certainly 

 will not answer the intended purpose. It was fixed 

 with heavy apparatus of six or seven hundred weight 

 to the stern of a boat about fifteen tons. 



"Friday, November 22nd. Mr. Richardson, the 

 surgeon, called and said that his pointer dog died last 

 Saturday mad, and that about six weeks since the dog 

 had bit him through his coat in his arm, and had 

 drawn blood in two places. The dog bit him, irritated 

 by Mr. Richardson's correcting him whilst hunting. I 

 persuaded him to lose no time in getting the f Birling ' 

 remedy as an antidote. He seemed to say he would 

 go on Monday ; but I said, ' Why delay an hour when 

 life is at stake ? ' Before this happened I had told the 

 doctor I had heard his dog had been bitten by a mad 

 dog, and to be careful of him. This was about the 

 middle of September, subsequent to the dog's biting the 

 brewer's servant. 



" Saturday, November 23rd. Laid a wager on spell- 

 ing Brightlingsea, a town in Essex. I found this was 

 the right way by the index to Morant's ' History of 

 Essex,' but found that there were eight ways of spelling 

 it. Remember Mr. Ball of Lockhill, who possessed a 

 capital museum. Mr. Moore, the fisherman, brought 

 me some shells from a vessel's bottom. Told me Mr. 

 Roxburgh had got a small dog-fish with two heads. 



" Tuesday, November 26th. Mr. Grafter brought a 

 red gurnard called a piper, taken at Long Reach in the 

 river near Gravesend. 



" Saturday, November 30th. Sold to Mr. Salmon of 

 Meopham thirty-three bushels and a half of coal ashes 



