Shandygaff eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 257 pages of information about Shandygaff.

Shandygaff eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 257 pages of information about Shandygaff.

July 17 Postcards and stamps | | 9
         pencil | | 1
         Warwick Castle | 2 | —
         cider at the Bear and Baculus | |
           (which Mifflin would call the | |
           Bear and Bacillus) | | 21/2
         Bowling Green Inn, bed and | |
           breakfast | 3 | 2
         Puncture | 1 | —
         Lunch, Kenilworth | 1 | 6
         Kenilworth Castle | | 6
         Postcards | | 4
         Lemonade, Coventry | | 4
         Cider | | 21/2
         Supper, Tamworth, The Castle Hotel | 2 | 1
                                                 ____ _____ _____
                                                     | 16 | 51/2

July 18 Johnson house, Lichfield | | 3
         cider at The Three Crowns | | 4
         postcard and shave | | 4
         The King’s Head, bed and breakfast | 3 | 7
           cider | | 2
         tip on road[A] | | 11/2
         lunch, Uttoxeter | 1 | 3
         cider, Ashbourne, The Green | |
           Man
| | 3
         landlord’s drink, Ashbourne[B] | | 1
         supper, Newhaven House, | 1 | —
         lemonade, Buxton | | 3
                                                 ____ _____ _____

TOTAL L1 4 1
($5.78)

[Footnote A:  As far as I can remember, this was a gratuity to a rather tarnished subject who directed us at a fork in the road, near a railway crossing.]

[Footnote B:  This was a copper well lavished; for the publican, a ventripotent person with a liquid and glamorous brown eye, told us excellent gossip about Dr. Johnson and George Eliot, both heroes in that neighbourhood.  “Yes,” we said, “that man Eliot was a great writer,” and he agreed.]

That is to say, 24 bob for two and a half days.  We used to reckon that ten shillings a day would do us very nicely, barring luxuries and emergencies.  We attained a zealous proficiency in reckoning shillings and pence, and our fervour in posting our ledgers would have gladdened a firm of auditors.  I remember lying on the coping of a stone bridge over the water of Teviot near Hawick, admiring the green-brown tint of the swift stream bickering over the stones.  Mifflin was writing busily in his notebook on the other side of the bridge.  I thought to myself, “Bless the lad, he’s jotting down some picturesque notes of something that has struck his romantic eye.”  And just then he spoke—­“Four and eleven pence half-penny so far to-day!”

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