Hunt, Henry, 1773-1835; Social reformers -- Great Britain -- Biography
As I embraced my afflicted sister, who had fainted upon seeing my
determination, and who was now relieved by a flood of tears, I could not
refrain from calling aloud upon the angelic spirit of my dear departed
mother, who had she been alive this dreadful calamity had never befallen
me or our family. I tore myself from my sister, who was in an agony of
grief, and who now upon her knees implored me to think of my father, and
how miserable my leaving home again, under such distressing circumstances,
would make him; she used all the arguments which her reason could suggest,
to persuade me that it was my duty to bear with his temper, and to submit
to his will, however arbitrary. But, as I was now of age, and as I had
laboured incessantly in my father's business for nearly five years, and
had scarcely ever left it for a day, I was mortified at his unnecessary
severity, in denying me the privilege of a day or two upon such an
occasion; and, besides, as my father's temper was very much altered since
the death of my mother, and my home was become not at all comfortable of
late, I was unfortunately not in the humour to brook such harsh treatment;
nor indeed, did I know how it was possible for me to remain after his
determined behaviour at quitting me. I therefore, most unwisely and most
imprudently, started off as I thought to seek my fortune; determined, at
all events, if I could not live in my father's house, that I would leave
the kingdom.
I rode to Bath, a distance of thirty miles, in about three hours, whence,
having baited my horse, I rode forward to Bristol, where I arrived and put
up at the _White Lion_, in Broad-street, about eight o'clock; having
ridden from Portsmouth to Bristol, a distance of ninety five miles, in
about thirteen hours. I was not known to any one at the inn, nor to any
one in Bristol except a Mr. Gresley, of whom my father rented Littlecot
Farm. I found him out immediately, and he received me with great kindness,
expressing himself most happy to see me, as he had repeatedly given me
invitations to come and visit him. I carefully concealed the rupture with
my father, and, very luckily for me, I was in very good hands, as my
friend, although an easy voluptuary, was nevertheless an amiable and a
good-hearted man, and took care to check instead of encouraging me in any
soft of debauchery, which a youth of my age was so likely to fall into in
such a profligate city.
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