Friday Night.— ... W. and I did not rise till 10 o'clock.... A very fine moonlight night. The moon shone like herrings in the water.
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Tuesday.— ... Tremendous wind. The snow blew from Helvellyn horizontally like smoke....
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Thursday, 6th November.— ... Read Point Rash Judgment....
Friday, 7th November.— ... I working and reading Amelia. The Michaelmas daisy droops, the pansies are full of flowers, the ashes still green all but one, but they have lost many of their leaves. The copses are quite brown. The poor woman and child from Whitehaven drank tea....
Saturday, 8th November.—A rainy morning. A whirlwind came that tossed about the leaves, and tore off the still green leaves of the ashes. Wm. and I walked out at 4 o'clock. Went as far as Rothay Bridge.... The whole face of the country in a winter covering.
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Monday.— ... Jupiter over the hilltops, the only star, like a sun, flashed out at intervals from behind a black cloud.