General Bartholomew was at Harrogate, and her letter had been sent on to him there, wrote a polite secretary.

He set a roof over the precious spot, and so this spring became the fons et origo of modern Harrogate.

Came to the blue or sulphur springs resembling Harrogate; took some lemon juice in the water.

Mounting his horse, away he rode with the dogs to Harrogate, where he met his friends ready mounted and in high spirits.