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Rocks of Malvern, which gave rise to an animated discussion, 

 in which Dr. Wright and Professor Morris were especially 

 distinguished. It would seem as if the intellectual resources of 

 the readers had been stimulated by the adverse circumstances of 

 the weather; but however that may be, it is certain that rarely 

 has a greater treat been enjoyed than by those who were present 

 on this occasion. Tea and refreshments were liberally supplied 

 by Dr. Grindrod. Mr. Edwin Lees produced a sensation by 

 exhibiting a rude, earthen cup, lately disentombed from a 

 tumulus on the Malvern Hills, which, filled with wine, was 

 handed round to the assembled guests, when a libation was 

 poured — the first which had flowed from the ancient crock since 

 the time when it was deposited (some 2000 years ago mayhap) 

 in the grave of the old Silurian chief. 



Dinner was provided by the landlord of the Beauchamp 

 Arms, which was served in the public concert-room, there being 

 no apartment in the Hotel of sufficient capacity wherein to 

 entertain so large a company. Some 84 sat down to dinner; 

 your President, who occupied the chair, being supported by 

 Dr. Bull, President of the Woolhope Club, and the Rev. W. S. 

 Stmonds, President of the Malvern Club. The vice-chair was 

 filled by Edwin Lees, Esq., Yice-President of the Worcestershire 

 Club. The bill of fare was extensive and various, but owing to 

 a lack of waiters, the service was tedious. It is but justice, 

 however, to the landlord, who had done his best to cater for his 

 guests, to add, that his difficulties were much increased by the 

 fact, that nearly all the available staff of waiters had been 

 drafted off to the Musical Festival at Worcester. 



I beheve, however, that all who were grumblers upon that 

 occasion will be content to forgive the irregularities of the 

 service, in consideration of the following humorous lines, by a 

 well-known Cotteswoldian pen, in which the leading features of 

 the day's proceedings are facetiously embodied in a letter to a 

 friend, from one "Mart Brown:" — 



