Yorkshire On This Day, Comprising 365 Historical Extracts, Red-letter Days and Customs, and Astronomical and Meteorological Data
Mutual satirical portraits of the humourists and friends Thomas Bridges (left, a quack) and Lawrence Sterne (right, his harlequin assistant), combined in a later engraving (Smith 1838).
Laurence Sterne. 1788. The Works of Laurence Sterne in Ten Volumes Complete, Vol. 9/10. London: J. Rivington and Sons. Get it:
.My dear, dear Anthony, I do not think a week or ten days playing the good fellow at Scarborough so abominable a thing, and I am going to leave a few poor sheep here in the wilderness for fourteen days, and from pride and naughtiness of heart to go see what is doing at Scarborough, steadfastly meaning afterwards to lead a new life and strengthen my faith. Now some folk say there is much company there (and some say not) and I believe there is neither the one or the other, but will be both, if the world will have but a month’s patience or so. There is no sitting, and cudgelling one’s brains whilst the sun shines bright – ‘t will be all over in six or seven weeks, and there are dismal months enough after to endure suffocation by a brimstone fireside. If you can get to Scarborough do. A man who makes six tons of alum a week, may do anything – Lord Granby is to be there – what a temptation!
Anthony is J.H.S., who I haven’t identified.
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Now, my dear, dear Anthony – I do not think a week or ten days playing the good fellow (at this very time) at Scarborough so abominable a thing – but if a man could get there cleverly, and every soul in his house in the mind to try what could be done in furtherance thereof, I have no one to consult in this affair – therefore as a man may do worse things, the English of all which is this, that I am going to leave a few poor sheep here in the wilderness for fourteen days – and from pride and naughtiness of heart to go see what is doing at Scarborough – steadfastly meaning afterwards to lead a new life and strengthen my faith.
Now some folk say there is much company there – and some say not – and I believe there is neither the one or the other – but will be both, if the world will have but a month’s patience or so.
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There is no sitting, and cudgelling one’s brains whilst the sun shines bright – ‘t will be all over in six or seven weeks, and there are dismal months enow after to endure suffocation by a brimstone fireside. If you can get to Scarborough do. A man who makes six tons of alum a week, may do anything – Lord Granby is to be there – what a temptation!
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Place-People-Play: Childcare (and the Kazookestra) on the Headingley/Weetwood borders next to Meanwood Park.
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