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Getting on Shore.

placed on it and about 1 oclock we went aboard her and bid adiu to the old Savanah [[?]] and her men  We then pushed off and plied along the outer wall of the great docks.  These are one of the wonders of the world.  Their extent is enormous being two miles and the workmanship and materials through out are excellent.  The tide falls so low in the Mersey that it prevents large vessels from running when tide rises the docks are opened and vessels and water go in when tide falls again the water is not allowed to pass out so it is deep enough to float the ships that throng it from all parts of the world.  Directly we came to the quay where we left the boat.  All our luggage was piled on a cart which we had to follow to the Custom house.  Some of the first strange things we saw were the donkies and their carts which were numerous. The donkies are small and very dirty and shaggy and the carts are little and so rickety that they seem to just barely keep together.  The drivers are generally dirty ragged boys and women.  Another was wretched filthy young women going about the streets with baskets gathering all the horse jobs and whenever a horse begins there is a scramble among a parcel of them to see who can get the most and the wet dirt was just dripping from their hands and arms up to the elbows.  The amount of filth and dirt is enormous. 
When we came to the custom house all our things were [[end page]][[ begin page]] A walk in Liverpool.
examined but seeing that we had no contraband goods and stated the truth about them they let us off without our having to pay anything.  But they crammed the things in our trunks so headoverheels that we had to take them to the hotel without being locked.  It is better to have leather trunks for those of wood are apt to get broken.  We went to the Grecian hotel which is a very clean house and moderate in charge
While father went out to attend to some business at the bankers, Mother Lilly and I thought we would take a walk to see what there was worthy of notice in the strange city.  After receiving a few directions from a very polite but stuttering English gentleman We set out and winding our way through several dull dirty streets at last came in to an open square on which is a fine Greek building called St. Georges Hall this we thought a very handsome edifice as it is built of solid stone and of great size  After viewing it for some time we next proceeded to the market house this was somewhat interesting to us as it is on an entirely different plan from ours being a very larg building entered at each end + along the sides at intervals by fine large arches it is divided in to compartments some for meat others for flowers and vegetables etc.  By the time we got this far we saw so much filth