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ling themselves much beforehand as to whether it 

 is Druidical, or post Roman, or built by the Belgse) to 

 approach it from Amcsbury about sunset, when they 

 will see what they will see, and return home — or I am 

 in error — well-pleased with what they have seen. From 

 Stonehenge it is a run of little more than eight miles 

 through Wintcrton-Stokc to the once celebrated 

 Dcptford Inn, of which, as I have said before, nothing 

 is to be seen now, 

 except its site, 

 which is an ex- 

 ceedingly pretty 

 one, looking over 

 the valley of the 

 Wily. 



And here I shall 

 leave the Tele- 

 graph to continue 

 its eagle flight, as 

 Mr. Micawber 

 would say, alone, 

 merely remarking 

 by the way that 

 it went from 

 Dcptford to Hin- 

 don, sixty - four 

 miles four fur- 

 longs from Hyde 

 Park Corner, 

 which is an an- 

 c i c n t market- 

 town, and was once a rotten borough contested success- 

 fully by " Monk " Lewis of The Castle Spectre renown 

 and Henry Fox, afterwards Lord Holland ; and unsuc- 

 cessfully contested by Lord Beaconsfield ; from Ilindon 

 the Telegraph went on to Merc, 10 1 miles 2 furlongs, noted 

 for its Ship Inn, and a mediaeval house of plain 

 Perpendicular in one of its streets ; and so on to 







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