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is schemiri to live without war kin' J^ ScAx-caVD 



The land all round is rich in suggestions of the 

 Danes. A little way inland lies a Danish camp, as - 

 perfect — its double bank, its double ditch, and its 

 three causeways — as perfect now as in those first days 

 when the old raider kept sentry there and watched the 

 surrounding country with eyes as keen as the hawk's. 

 Only now the creek up which he brought his ships is 

 narrowed to a trout-stream; only now the chalk is 

 thick with grasses in which the titlark makes its nest. 



For either by natural processes or under the re- 

 claiming hand of man, tidal creeks everywhere 

 traceable have been dried or silted up. And here 

 where the ships rode at the foot of another camp there 

 once survived a bit of fresh water used as a decoy 

 pond ; and still it keeps the name. But the fruit-trees 

 of the decoy-men's garden have long gone back to a 

 wild condition, and the big pond has shrunk to a 

 little swampy hollow where the nest of the reed- 

 warbler swings in the sedge. And here is a shallow 

 brackish mere that still fills by narrow ditches when 

 the tide runs in, where the wildfowl lie quiet from 

 storm and billow. And the mere is known as ^ ,^,-u«« 



"Jacob's Rest." "^ ' 



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