CHAPTER IV. 



A MIDLAND VILLAGE : GARDEN AND MEADOW. 



is a curious fact that, when I return 

 from Switzerland, I am at first unable 

 to discover anything in our English 

 midlands but a dead level of fertile plain. The 

 eye has accustomed itself in the course of two 

 or three weeks to expect an overshadowing 

 horizon of rock and snow, and when that is 



