SUGAR-LOAF HILL AND HOLY WELL. 15 



All this, ten years ago, was in a very deed a country 

 lane a very pleasant stroll for those whose walks 

 were limited in extent. 



We now turn down a short lane leaving the two 

 laundries on our left and enter the borders of Park 

 Farm. There are just sufficient traces of antiquity 

 here to make us wish there were more. Part of the 

 moat still remains, which is said to have surrounded 

 the old Manor House of the Middle Ages, the site 

 of which is now occupied by a small cottage. The 

 plot of ground thus partially surrounded by water 

 must originally have been much larger ; it is about 

 120 feet square. 



On, over a couple of meadows and we reach the 

 gate at the foot of the Sugar-Loaf. Here let us 

 rest a few minutes, and look at the scene we have 

 left behind. From no place (except perhaps from 

 the summit) could we get a better or prettier view of 

 Folkestone. There is the Viaduct, showing now to 

 advantage as it gracefully spans the valley ; beyond 

 it the town, lit up by the evening sun ; further still 

 the sea, quiet and calm, for there is scarcely a breeze 

 to ruffle it a perfect picture of rest, for the vessels 

 themselves seem at this distance to have no motion 

 at all. And between this and ourselves the spacious 

 domain of Park Farm, alas ! no longer 0, park. 

 Once upon a time that time when we are apt to 

 fancy (is it all fancy ?) everything was more perfect 

 than now once upon a time all this was a beauti- 

 fully wooded district, and now the only complaint 

 against our town is as I have said, that there are no 

 trees. Little more than 300 years ago the estate 

 was cleared by order of Henry Herdsou, then Lord 



