Honest Mr. Tubbs would needs walk and lead the horse through water and mud up to
his mid-leg, smiling and saying, "We fen-men do not mind a little dirt." When we had gone
about four miles, the road would not admit of a chaise. So I borrowed a horse and rode
forward; but not far, for all the grounds were under water. Here, therefore, I procured a
boat, fully twice as large as a kneading-trough. I was at one end, and a boy at the other, who
paddled me safe to Erith. There Miss L-- waited for me with another chaise, which brought
me to St. Ives.
The Journal of John Wesley
The Journal of John Wesley
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