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Hereford and Kilpeck, Jime 19th. — Either the unseasonable, 

 chilly weather, or the two days' programme, must have been the 

 cause why only eight members started on Tuesdav, June 19th, 

 for Hereford. The route selected being by the 10.40 a.m. 

 Midland train, via Gloucester, there was ample time before the 

 next train started for Hereford to allow of a walk to the 

 Cathedral in the former city, and of a renewed acquaintance 

 with its architectural beauties. Its 15th century tower and 

 delicate perforated pinnacles ; its Norman nave and lofty round 

 piers; its Perpendicular cased choir and early Norman crypt; 

 and above all its beautiful early 15th century cloisters — the most 

 perfect in England, with the recesses on the south side used by the 

 monks for their studies and illuminating their MSS. — its lavatory 

 on the north, some 30 or 40 feet in length, once supplied by a 

 running stream, now only wanting the cowled forms to make the 

 realistic picture complete — being rarely equalled. Passing out by a 

 side door in the neighbourhood of the Bishop's Palace, and back 

 to the station, the 1.45 G.W.E. train for Ross and Hereford was 

 taken, and after a pleasant run through rich meadow and wood- 

 land scenery skirting the Forest of Dean, and many crossings of 

 the mucli-wiuding and now, alas ! weedy Wye (for the Anacharis 

 alsinastrum weed was in full bloom), the Green Dragon received 

 the party about 3 p.m. The leary portion of the travellers having 

 speedily secured the rooms which suited them best, a visit to the 

 Cathedral was the next object of engrossing interest. " Injured 

 by Wyatt, rebuilt by Cottingham, and restored by Sir Gilbert 

 Scott," ii;\v can surpass its rich specimens of 11th, 13th and 15th 

 century architectural work. Entering through the fine north- 

 west porch, with its parvise chamber, built by Bishop Booth in 

 1520, the first thought that occurred was the superiority of the 

 nave as compared Avith that so recently seen at Gloucester, in 

 the softened richness of its red sandstone and beautiful propor- 

 tions of its massive Norman piers. The eye wanders upwards 

 in admiration to the 13th century triforium and still later 



