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the tears of the ‘widow and fatherlets 
which?it decordss!2 tloisiw x suwsiolo. Io 
Yous must know,! Mr> Editor; «our 
little, pleasant: towmof Woburny:within 
the last six! months, has: undergone the 
_operation | of » M‘Adamizing.. At: first, 
some’ of! my)neighbours were grievously 
displeased that the:good old large stones 
should be taken up and broken in 
_pieces :—stones, which one of the Dukes 
of Bedford, nearly a century ago, at his 
own expense, caused to be brought from 
that land:of which Mr. M‘Adam is an 
ornament. On their removal, many, 
very many, hard words were uttered, 
and mtich ¢clamour about “ dust in sum- 
mer! and mud- in’ winter ;” the only 
objections of any moment T have neard 
produced. Winter ‘comes; and, sure 
enough; as it approached, we had mud 
in’abundance : but good broad scrapers 
removéd it'to the sides, and then all 
was clean again. Then stages and wag- 
gons were 'in perpetual progress, and on 
the rains descending, their pressure 
brought up thick mud again. This being 
removed, another layer of the broken 
granite was thrown thiily on; and now, 
we have had no ‘scraping, to the sides of 
the'road, for nearly a month past: and 
though, so far as wet weather is con- 
cerned, we have had as much winter as 
we may reasonably expect, we have little 
more than a ¢hin dirt on the surface, 
not deserving notice. Allis hard and 
smooth, and carriages bowl along in a 
delightful style. 
There is, Sir, one of your correspon- 
dents, whose name I am happy to see, in 
your pages of this month—Mr. Farey. 
He knows Woburn, and the materials, 
round it, for road-making, well. To that 
gentleman, Woburn is much indebted 
for very many useful improvements, 
when he was steward under the late 
“Great Duke of Bedford.” To Mr. F. 
we are obliged for our neat and commo- 
dious footpaths, begun and completed 
at no expense, I believe, but the mere 
labour, Not less useftl is Mr: M‘Adam 
likely to' be to us. May prosperity 
attend them both, and every improver 
of his country, whether he may excavate 
toads below, or cover them above! 
And pray, Mr. Editor, can we have any 
roads without labour? or permanently 
good roads, without temporary inconve- 
nience? You know well the metropolis, 
that place of my birth—what would be 
the condition of its streets, were it not 
for! the constant employ of its scaven- 
gers? Now, only let:us wait, anu «ive 
the new system a fair trial’y and P shall 
B'sApeTalidnas 
(Wael, 
beimrich mistaken if, invalbyour Tondon, 
as well as country streets, we havel mot 
less of dust to ‘subdtep andy niad! to!ire- 
move.” For when) in suthmerpourwater- 
‘carts come into actionythe advanitageof 
the new overthe oldroads andstreets 
will be apparent; for as:water’ fallsoon 
the granite dust, one of theistrongest of 
cements, it will fill:up’ the interstices, 
and bind, in*one immovable '!mass; | the 
small angular pieces! below.’ -Livitig, !as 
I do, directly fronting the: main«street, 
being six yards across, the ustiab width, 
I believe, of the M‘Adamroads! inthe 
country, I have watched ‘itscondition 
every day. You are aware, Sir, thatWo- 
burn is on the high-road to Manchester 
and Liverpool; consequently, we have 
great numbers of stage-coaches ‘passing 
day and night—not. less! than. ‘twenty- 
four in the twenty-four hours): Now;as 
all these coaches, withereat numbers‘of 
other carriages, have narrow!‘wheéls, it 
is notorions ‘how adapted thep-are; to 
cut through the ‘hardest road,' running, 
as they do, exactly on the ‘same track; 
yet have we hardly the’ marks! of ithe 
wheels, much less 2wés, ‘between: here 
and Dunstable, although we) hadiithem 
so plentifully befores: will) ot sme 
Sincerely wishing, that, in every/sense, 
we may all be in the practice of mending 
our ways, I am, Sir, a reader frome the 
beginning of your useful magazine: 
W:Castrevin. 
Woburn, Dec.7, 1824. id 
[The facts of this letter are valuable, as 
far as they go ; and some obvious inferences 
may be drawn from them respecting ‘the 
streets of London: but they do atut ‘meet 
all the objections of our correspondent, 
J.M.L. And again we inyite attention:to 
the pro and con of the ucal.questions— Ea, | 
rt nwo vid Io 
For the Monthly Magazine. \, .,, 
L’AvE ITALIANA Gy os aibyi 
HE Italian bee, notwithstanding the 
redolency of her own_,chmate,,4s 
sipping sweets again from the blossoms 
of our Parnassus; and to, shew .the 
fondness of her emulation, seeks, honey 
from the thyme that grows upon, our 
very loftiest heights. i): isl bowel 
The London press has just, ushered 
into the world an. Italian’s, homage to 
the sublimest of our poetss coc ae ain 
Il Paradiso \Perduto, di Matvony: Ver- 
sione Italiana di Gurpo Sorentt. \Can- 
tos I, IL;\and) TLE. ‘9:\1 to ~olosty: on 
Ow all the poetical works ofvour lit- 
euage, the Paradise Lost of *Miltén 
séems likely to be best ‘adaptedtothe - 
genius and taste of Italy. ‘The English 
poet 
