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To Brainford; and there at the inn that
goes down to the waterside, I light and paid off my post-horses,
and so slipped on my shoes, and laid my things by, the tide not
serving, and to church, where a dull sermon, and many Londoners.
After church to my inn, and eat and drank, and so about seven
o'clock by water, and got between nine and ten to Queenhive,
[Queenhythe.] very dark. And I could not get my waterman to go
elsewhere for fear of the plague. Thence with a lanthorn, in
great fear of meeting of dead corpses, carrying to be buried;
but, blessed be God, met none, but did see now and then a linke
(which is the mark of them) at a distance.
22nd. I went away and walked to Greenwich, in my way seeing a
coffin with a dead body therein, dead of the plague, lying in an
open close belonging to Coome farme, which was carried out last
night, and the parish have not appointed any body to bury it; but
only set a watch there all day and night, that nobody should go
thither or come thence: this disease making us more cruel to one
another than we are to dogs.


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