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that period.
Miss Sedgwick, in her book of travels, speaks of him as a distinguished conversationalist, much given to hospitality.
He is also remembered as a cousin of Elizabeth Barrett Browning.
The scenes just described still remain quite vivid in my memory, but it would be difficult for me to recount the visits made in those days by my husband and Horace Mann to public institutions of all kinds.
I did indeed accompany the two philanthropists in some of their excursions, which included schools, workhouses, prisons, and asylums for the insane.
We went one day, in company with Charles Dickens and his wife, to visit the old prison of Bridewell.
We found the treadmill in operation.
Every now and then a man would give out, and would be allowed to leave the ungrateful work.
The midday meal, bread and soup, was served to the prisoners while we were still in attendance.
To one or two, as a punishment for some misdemeanor, bread alone was given.
Charles Dickens looked on, and presently said to Doctor Howe, ‘My God!
if a woman thinks her son may come to this, I don't blame her if she strangles him in infancy.’
At Newgate prison we were shown the fetters of Jack Sheppard and those of Dick Turpin.
While we were on the premises the van arrived with fresh prisoners, and one of the officials appeared
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