“. . . My wound is almost well now, leaving only a
fine large mark, like a slash, on my head, forehead and eyelid. . . . I came
off extremely well on the whole, as you would have allowed had you seen the
cut, which was such as to send all the
people—Bigges, &c.—out of the room
fainting, except the surgeon and Strickland, who showed
much skill in assisting him to take up the artery. He was in the carriage with
me, and when taken out was supposed to be cut in pieces, from his bloody
figure; but, on water being applied, the blood was all found to be my property,
and he not even scratched. . . . Let me, in expressing my entire abhorrence of
Newcastle—its natives, its
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