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...little gutters, that I could jump over, called Rivers! The Thames was but a " Creek!" But, when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to Farnham, the place of my 1 - birth, what was my surprise ! Every • thing was become so pitifully small! I --. badte cross,...

...Thames was but a '.'Creek!" But, when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to Farnkam, the place of my birth, what was my surprise! Every...Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungry Hill ; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale...

...little gutters, that I could jump over, called Rivers ! The Thames was but a ' Creek !' But when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to...Farnham, the place of my birth, what was my surprise ! Everything was become so pitifully small ! I had to cross, in my postchaise, the long and dreary...

...little gutters, that I could jump over, called Hivcrt ! The Thames was but a ' Creek !' But when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to...Farnham, the place of my birth, what was my surprise ! Everything was become so pitifully mini/ ! I had to cross, in my postchaise, the long and dreary...

...hear little gutters, that I could jump over, called Rivers! The Thames was but a 'creek!' But when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to...Bagshot. Then, at the end of it, to mount a hill, called Hungary-hill; and from that hill I knew that I should look down into the beautiful and fertile vale...

...rational, and heart-charming pursuits." And again, he says, (many years afterwards,) '• But when, in about a month after my arrival in London, I went to...Farnham, the place of my birth, what was my surprise ! everything had become so pitifully small! I had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary...

...visit to Farnham in 1800, after returning from •—-*-- old. America. He was then 38 years When in about a month after my arrival in London I went to...Farnham, the place of my birth, what was my surprise ! everything was become so pitifully small II had to cross, in my post-chaise, the long and dreary...