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throat was dreadfully inflamed and to swallow
anything gave him intense suffering. a good sleep
greatly releived him and he was carefully wrapped
[up?] and put on shore at [Lowestoft?] and with the
kind treatment and medical attention he was able in
a few days to walk to his home in [[Yarmouth]], where his
perilous adventures excited the greated interest both in
his fellow townmen and visitors to [[Yarmouth]].

A handsome sum was raised for the widows and children
of the poor fellows that were lost on that dreadful
night, and a portion was offered to Brock but the
brave fellow refused to take it, saying he was still
able to earn his own living and he would not take
anything away from the widow and the fatherless.

Although often backwards and forwards from [[London]]
to [[Yarmouth]] I was never fortunate enough to see "Brock
the famous swimmer, but the tale was often told
and no visitor went to [[Yarmouth]] but was desirous
to see and talk to the man who had swam for
[underline] seven [end underline] hours on a cold October night, among the
treacherous sands and shoals of [[Yarmouth]] [Roads?].

And as I have heard it I have related it in the best
manner I can, and for its truth I can vouch.

RS.

In my notes I find that the party who related the above to me
was aware that one of the visitors to [[Yarmouth]] had got a lengthened
account of the above from Brock himself and had it printed in
a book, but whether for his benefit I never heard. In "Chambers'
Journal" is a good account of Brock and from which some of the
above is taken.