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the Street, or Foss Way, and now called “Morris Lane,” and at its 
upper end emerged on the Banuerdown Road and sought for the 
“ One Stone” named in the Saxon Land Limits. There was an ancient 
stone marking the parish bounds on the right hand of the road, but its 
bulk hardly conveyed the idea of its having been the original stone. 
The ancient survey, no doubt, as well as that of 1605, must have gone 
higher up than this point—as the one goes to Bannerdown and the 
other to Briton’s Land under Bannerdown—but the turnpike road to 
Cirencester by greatly widening the ancient Fosse Road has cut off the 
line of communication at all events in. the memury of man; and this 
part of the waste seems to have got somehow included in Shockerwick 
or Batheaston. The bounds which we were able to show culminated 
a short way above the “ One Stone,” in a field called Baw Combe, or Beo 
Combe ; no doubt the original was Beonnan Leaze, or the Bee Meadows, 
for the position is most sheltered and sunny, and so near the down as 
to supply the bees with ample sweet pasture in the days of yore. 
Leaving this field on the left-hand the Club followed their guide down 
the lane towards Shockerwick, which is here the boundary line. 
Nothing remarkable beyond the pleasant view from the winding lane 
met the eye, but there seemed some extensive building work going 
on in the lower part of the Combe in connection, as it would appear, 
with market gardening. Richard Pierce’s house, like the Sc. Giles’s 
Chapel, could not be identified, but we fixed the place where these 
should have been ; and now as the road no longer served as a guide 
we had to get over a gate and bear away towards Shockerwick Lodge. 
On leaving the land of Mr. Wiltshire, of Shockerwick, we scrambled 
through the boundary hedge over uplifted roots of elm trees, levelled 
by the gale of April 29th, into “ Lunterwells,” a very pleasant green 
meadow belonging to Capt. Sainsbury, who now acted as guide, and 
drew attention toa splendid spring of never-failing water welling out 
under the upper hedge. But why called ‘“ Lunterwells?” Part of 
this field prior to 1792 was called “ Matford.” We next crossed the 
Box high road, and by astile entered Long Ivies (erst Nivey’s Pye), 
a long strip of meadow, here divided by hedges, which extends along 
the banks of the Weaver. By a bridge over the brook and an arch 
under the railway we came to a field with;a little brook gurgling down 
by the side of a hedge on the east, and this was the King’s Hill (or 
Kinsells’ as now pronounced) Brook, by the side of which we had a 
