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to her shoemakers, so we turned and had a nice walk with her.
  Nov. 2nd. Father and I went down to the Thames to see some boats, as he intends putting some in his picture. On the way down we passed St. Gile's church, it lies a little to the west of the Seven Dials. It is a firm substantial building, having a good large base. The building is stone to the top of the spire. The design is Roman. It is situated in a very dirty disagreeable place. We called on Mr. Fisher, and found him in rather better spirits than he was on the eving we last saw him, but he stilles seemed down. He accompanied us on down to the Thames. We saw quantities of very picturesque old boats, ships, colliers, &c., some laden some unladen and some lying rotting, half buried in the mud. And a great many peculiar row boats, some very long and graceful but most of them nearly round and very clumsy. We saw half grown boys wading, above their knees in mud and slime, hunting potatoes

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which had been dropped from vessels, when they had got their hands full, they brought them on the quay, and washed them in little puddles which had come by the rain. We thought this a hard and dirty way to get a dinner. When we had satisfied ourselves looking at the various curious things, we walked towards home, parting with Mr. Fisher at Charing Cross, likely for some time, as he thinks of sailing for Philadelphia on Wednesday next in the steamer City of Manchester. After a smart walk, father and I reached home about one o-clock. The afternoon we spent in the home reading, writing &c. 3rd. Father worked at picture. Mother sewed and heard lilly and me say our lessons. Sunday Nov:16th. The ground was covered with sleet, so it was hard to keep our feet. We got up early, intending to go to St. Pauls cathedral, but by the time breakfast was over, and we were ready it was too late, as we were ready for a walk however, we set off out towards