I understand
since it to be that that is called Old Sarum. Come to the George
Inne, where lay in a silk bed; and very good diet. To supper;
then to bed.
11th. Thursday. Up, and W. Hewer and I up and down the town,
and find it a very brave place. The river goes through every
street; and a most capacious market-place. The city great, I
think greater than Hereford. But the minster most admirable; as
big, I think, and handsomer than Westminster: and a most large
close about it, and horses for the officers thereof, and a fine
palace for the Bishop. So to my lodging back, and took out my
wife and people to show them the town and church; but they being
at prayers, we could not be shown the quire. A very good organ;
and I looked in and saw the Bishop, my friend Dr. Ward. Thence
to the inns; and there not being able to hire coach-horses, and
not willing to use our own, we got saddle-horses, very dear. Boy
that went to look for them 6d. So the three women behind W.
Hewer, Murford, and our guide, and I single to Stonehenge, over
the plain and some great hills, even to fright us.
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