BOOK EIGHTH 



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CHAPTER I. 



" The King he is great on his throne, 

 The Knight at his Lady's knee, 

 The Bishop exults in his lawn. 



But the Tradesman's the metal for me." 



" Work apace, apace, apace, apace, 



Honest Labour bears a lovely f»ce." — Decker. 



" He strains the warp 

 Along the garden walk, or highway side. 

 Smoothing each thread."— Dyer. - The Fleece. 



"D OSSENDALE has had two distinct periods in its history which 

 -'-^ we are able to trace. First, its existence as a Forest, harbour- 

 ing " nothing else but deer and other savage and wild beasts ;" and, 

 second, its industrial condition, agricultural and manufacturing. 

 The earher time we have endeavoured to realize and describe from 

 the meagre records of the past which have been preserved ; the 

 second, also, as regards the agricultural or pastoral developments of 

 the district, we have noted. Its growth in manufactures and trade 

 will now engage our attention. The first was a period of scanty 

 population ; the other is marked by a growing number of inhabi- 

 tants. The poetry and romance of the first have gradually given 

 place to the matter-of-fact circumstances which exist to-day, and 

 which have effaced most of the traces of its earlier condition. The 



