Tuesday 30 June 2015

A miller's tale

As a young woman was going to speak to her father, who is a miller at the windmill near Sunderland, she happened to go within reach of the sails or wands of the mill, which struck her so violently on the head, as to fracture her skull in several places; and though a surgeon was immediately sent for, who trepanned her, there are no hopes of her recovery: and what makes the case more lamentable is, that she was to have been married next week to an old sweetheart, a sailor, who but a few days before returned from a long voyage, and is now most inconsolable for the melancholy loss of his mistress.

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