An impertinent fellow with a great stick in his hand asked if I was going home and made a catch at my queer. ‘Goddam you’, said I, and pushed him off. He said something which I took as meaning an attack, so said I ‘if you dare I’ll soon do for you’ and he walked one way and I the other. I did not feel the least frightened. How involuntarily and bitterly I swear on these occasions!

Read more about Anne Lister and see more from her diary at the West Yorkshire Archive Service Exhibit blog.


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