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Street, S.W., in the City of Westminster ; and, 

 again, at the other statue in the Square, Shrewsbury. 



" Our share in England's glory 

 Is famed in song and story ; 

 Clive and Hill and Benbow 

 All are living memories yet," 



as Mr. W. Herbert Smith says in his stirring song 

 of Shropshire, "All friends round the Wrekin." 



The Newport-road bridge is associated in my 

 mind with one of the exciting incidents of boy- 

 hood. 1 was fly-fishing and had got a lot of 1 

 line out behind, when I hooked something un- 

 expectedly. The something proved to be a cow, 

 and the fly had a solid hold. The animal dashed 

 across the stream, where it was shallow. It was 

 not a case so much of paying-out line as of the 

 cow helping herself. She got across the river- 

 she wanted playing ! and continued her career 

 in the meadow opposite, towards Phoenix Bank. 

 When the end of the line was reached, snap went 

 the gut. I have often wondered what became of 

 the fly. 



Turn up the Newport road and you will come 

 to the village of Hinstock, whose one-time rector, 

 Canon Ellerton, wrote some of the best-known 

 hymns in Ancient and Modern, including " The 

 day Thou gavest," " Now the Labourer's task is 

 o'er," and " Saviour, again to Thy dear name we 

 raise." These hymns have been sung the world 

 over, wherever the English language is spoken. 

 I heard the last hymn one Sunday evening in 



