LIVERPOOL. 19 



A long day's ride, tedious indeed to 

 me, brought us to Liverpool at half- 

 past three the following morning ; and, 

 knowing the coach for London, of which 

 my father was part proprietor, left at six, 

 I did not take my clothes off, but lay 

 down for an hour or two. Sleep I could 

 not; and therefore, directed by the boots, 

 I got up and walked to the " Saracen's 

 Head," in Dale Street. It wanting an 

 hour to the time of the coach's starting, 

 I enquired of the book-keeper what room 

 there was, and on his telling me there 

 was a vacancy for one, I desired him to put 

 my name down. On informing him who 

 I was, he immediately sent for his master, 

 as he was sure he would be extremely 

 angry if he knew I had been in Liver- 

 pool and he had not seen me. 



This Mr. Brotherton was a gentleman of 

 a much higher standard than country pro- 

 prietors attained generally. He was highly 



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