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refers to individual poems, even in his diaries, in which are many 

 entries of " scrivendo versi," " versi scritti," without any indication 

 of the subject. It is only occasionally that he has given the title of the 

 poem on which he has been engaged. When he has given this 

 information in the diary, I have added it as a footnote to the poem. 



Some views of Came Rectory and its surroundings, as they were in 

 my father's time, have been added. Those who know the place will 

 have noticed that, though the cottage itself is but little altered, its 

 surroundings have been changed, so as to be beyond recognition. This 

 was the work of a former rector of Came, who wished to have a tennis 

 court in front of the house, and, as the ground undulated, instead of 

 levelling it by removing soil from the higher to the lower parts, he had 

 tons of soil carted away to the field opposite, the flower beds were 

 demolished, the roads grubbed up and grassed down, the entrance gates 

 taken away, and the entrance itself blocked. The old back entrance 

 was retained, and is now the only approach to the house. It is a 

 pity, as the picturesqueness of the place has been spoilt. 



The photographs, which I took before these changes were made, are 

 the only existing representations of the place as it was. One of these, 

 the entrance with its open gate, may recall the last poem written by my 

 father, " The Gedte a-vallen to," and the bill on the gate post affords 

 clear evidence of the date when it was taken, for it is the auctioneer's 

 bill announcing the sale of furniture and effects. The other two 

 views are the house and lawn taken, one in the early autumn, as may 

 be seen from the leaves on the grass, and the front of the cottage taken 

 in the summer, and showing the flower beds and "lions," which now 

 decorate the entrance to Somerleigh Court, Dorchester. 



The former Rector of Preston, the Rev. E. Henslowe, has very 

 kindly sent me a report of a conversation he had with Granny Galpin, 

 a former parishioner of W. Barnes , who spent the last years of her 

 life in that parish. As it might interest readers, I reproduce the 

 conversation. 



Mr. Henslowe writes : 



" I was calling on her when she was living at Preston, and, in the 

 course of our talk, she told me that she used to live at Came, and that 

 she had a great regard for your late father. I thought it would 



