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There is a house not a hundred miles from 

 here full of beautiful oak carving, besides being 

 haunted ; and Charles Tabor never failed to 

 inform us as we passed it : " You see that house ? 

 Well, every crime under the sun has been com- 

 mitted, and all the commandments have been 

 broken there." 



Last summer I was attending an archaeo- 

 logical meeting, and, wishing to display my local 

 information to a stranger with whom I was con- 

 versing, I told him the foregoing about broken 

 commandments, &c. The stranger replied : " I 

 ought to know the place — it belonged to my 

 family for a great number of years, and I happen 

 to have been born there ! " 



I felt taken down considerably, and decided 

 it was unsafe to talk to strangers at archaeo- 

 logical meetings ; one can never tell where they 

 come from, and to what period they may belong. 



LEICESTERSHIRE: 

 GADDESBY HALL. 



During '76 and three or four seasons fol- 

 lowing, I spent a great deal of time at Gaddesby 

 Hall, in the heart of the Quorn country. The 

 owner of Gaddesby was Mr. Cheney; in his 

 younger days considered one of the finest Hght 

 weight riders in Leicestershire. His father 

 and my grandfather were in the Scots Greys 

 together, and the friendship of the two families 

 lasted until Mr. Cheney's death. 



