The first place I resolved to visit was Bristol; accordingly I directed my course thither.

On turning a corner, within about a mile of that city, at about eight in the evening, I came within sight of it.

The weather was rather hazy, which occasioned it to look of unusual dimensions.

The bells of some of the churches were then ringing; the sound of them did not strike me till I had turned the corner before mentioned, when it came upon me at once; it filled me, almost directly, with a melancholy for which I could not account.

I began now to tremble, for the first time, at the arduous task I had undertaken, of attempting to subvert one of the branches of the commerce of the great place which was then before me.