LOVELY ENGLAND.
And how beautiful England is ; and how unspoiled in many regards ! I have spent some days in Suffolk, Gloucester and Cornwall and passed through intermediate counties during the last three weeks, while the sweet o' the year " was passing into the rich o' the year, as the nectar of the flower passes into The wealth of the comb. If you travel by train you see no serious interference with the old and serene splendour, for the revolution has been a road-ribbon revolution, and the flanks of the railways suffer not at all from shack or petrol station, though here and there advertisements intrude ; but -much the best way to unroll the quality of England, if you must do it quickly, is by rail, though of course, the only inti- mate way is by " Shanks, his Mare," and Jefferies' advice, " always get over a stile," holds good now as ever.
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