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dirty dungeons. Immediately opposite Mr. Roscoe's dwell- 

 ing is a pond where I have not yet seen a living thing, not 

 even a frog. No moccasin nor copper-headed snake is near 

 its margin ; no snowy Heron, no Rose-colored Ibis ever 

 is seen here, wild and charming ; no sprightly trout, nor 

 waiting gar-fish, while above hovers no Vulture watching 

 for the spoils of the hunt, nor Eagle perched on dreary 

 cypress in a gloomy silence. No ! I am in England, and I 

 cannot but long with unutterable longing for America, 

 charming as England is, and there is. nothing in England 

 more charming than the Roscoe family. Our dinner is 

 simple, therefore healthful. Two ladies and a gentleman 

 came in while we were at dessert, and almost as soon as we 

 left the table tea was announced. It is a singular thing 

 that in England dinner, dessert, wines, and tea drinking 

 follow each other so quickly that if we did not remove to 

 another room to partake of the last, it would be a constant 

 repast. 1 walked back to Liverpool, and more than once 

 my eyes were shocked whilst crossing the fields, to see 

 signs with these words : " Any person trespassing on these 

 grounds will be prosecuted with the rigor of the law." 

 This must be a mistake, certainly ; this cannot be English 

 freedom and liberty, surely. Of this I intend to know 

 more hereafter ; but that I saw these words painted on 

 boards there is really no doubt. 



Sunday, August 13. I am greatly disappointed that not 

 yet have I had letters from home, though several vessels" 

 have arrived ; perhaps to-morrow may bring me what I 

 long for inexpressibly. This morning I went again to the 

 church for the blind, and spent the remainder of the day 

 at my kind friend's, Mr. Wm. Roscoe. 



August 14- This day I have passed with the delightful 

 Rathbone family at Green Bank ; I have been drawing for 

 Mrs. Rathbone, 1 and after dinner we went through the 



1 Mrs. Wm. Rathbone, Sr., whom Audubon often calls " Lady Rathbone," 

 and also "The Queen Bee." 

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