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AUTOBIOGRAPHY OF 



Spain drove all the Moors back into Africa , 

 and in our times we see thousands of poor 

 Englishmen forced into exile by the cruel 

 workings of Dutch William's national debt. 

 When I am gone to dust, if my ghost should 

 hover o'er the mansion, it will rejoice to hear 

 the remark, that Charles Waterton, in the year 

 of Grace 1839, effectually cleared the premises 

 at Walton Hall of every Hanoverian rat, young 

 and old. 



The time had now arrived when my two 

 sisters-in-law, my little boy, and myself, were 

 to wend our way to the delicious realms of 

 Southern Europe. But I stop to narrate a 

 circumstance which took place before oar 

 departure. It may probably be of considerable 

 value in future cases of hydrophobia. 



As a police officer, by name Phelps, was 

 going his night rounds in the town of Notting- 

 ham, he heard a dog barking in a hole which 

 had been dug for the foundation of a weighing 

 machine. His well-known humanity led him 

 down to the place ; and as he was lifting the 

 dog up a little ladder which he had brought 

 w T ith him for the purpose of descent, he re- 

 ceived from the animal a bite upon his upper 



