“I see no help for it. What must be, must be. You must go, point
blank, to York, Leeds, and Bradford. Our rich men subscribe twenty
shillings a year; and neither brother Boardman, Brisco, Bumstead, nor
Oliver can move them. They want a hard mouthed man. Get you gone in a
trice. Show them the difference. I beg you either _mend_ them or _end_
them. Let this lumber be removed from among us.”[711]