42 ABERDEEN UNIVERSITY LIFE [ch. ii. 
and the good woman about my notes. They said 
they believed they were perfectly good, and if I had 
any other note especially a Scotch one, they would 
readily give change, but none of the Bank of 
tui* nr taken > and they chose rather to lose 
the shilling for my breakfast than to run the risk of 
taking a bad note. This was tormenting, and I felt 
that I had done wrong in not telling them about it 
i . . 00 v breakfast. The people were very 
vind and good natured, and wished me not to be 
concerned about the matter—for, said they, it is of 
no consequence and you are welcome to the break¬ 
fast. 1 am not sure but that my conduct verged upon 
dishonesty However, I shall not act so again. P . . 
it is now about eleven o’clock. I write this ” (that 
is, the account of his experiences after entering 
ngland) in the open air sitting upon a tuft of 
grass near the road.” 
He then walked on, and his next resting place 
was Keswick, but before reaching it he washed his 
stockings, shoes, and the legs of his trousers in a 
rill, and in the dusk arrived at Keswick. 
I was wet to the knees,” he writes. “I was 
atigued also, and my shoulders smarted with the 
l S l aP \° f ,r m 7 knapsack - 1 feIfc uncomfortable after 
J mg, half shivering and half snoring, in the loft of 
a byre the night before; and so, after eating a 
supper composed principally of beefsteak, potatoes, 
and apple pie, I deemed it proper and becoming and 
expedient to recruit my spirits and moistify my 
eather by taking a few drops of the creature. I 
ordered a gill of rum and ... I rolled myself up in 
the bed clothes and fell asleep, aye, and slept as 
soundly as a top. . . In the morning I crawled 
slowiy from among the blankets, like a snail out of 
