I Was Tired, And Asked For A Bedroom
Where I Might Sleep.
They showed me into one that much resembled a
prison for malefactors.
I requested that I might have a better room
at night; on which, without any apology, they told me that they had
no intention of lodging me, as they had no room for such guests, but
that I might go back to Slough, where very probably I might get a
night's lodging.
With money in my pocket, and a consciousness, moreover, that I was
doing nothing that was either imprudent, unworthy, or really mean, I
own it mortified and vexed me to find myself obliged to put up with
this impudent ill-usage from people who ought to reflect that they
are but the servants of the public, and little likely to recommend
themselves to the high by being insolent to the low. They made me,
however, pay them two shillings for my dinner and coffee, which I
had just thrown down, and was preparing to shake off the dust from
my shoes, and quit this inhospitable St. Christopher, when the green
hills of Windsor smiled so friendly upon me, that they seemed to
invite me first to visit them.
And now trudging through the streets of Windsor, I at length mounted
a sort of hill; a steep path led me on to its summit, close to the
walls of the castle, where I had an uncommonly extensive and fine
prospect, which so much raised my heart, that in a moment I forgot
not only the insults of waiters and tavern-keepers, but the hardship
of my lot in being obliged to travel in a manner that exposed me to
the scorn of a people whom I wished to respect.
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