FROM BROCKENHURST TO LYMINGTON AND BOLDRE. 59 



Our road winds and gently ascends as it leads 

 further away from the village of ' The Badger's 

 Wood/ passing between meadows upon whose 

 undulating surface and out of whose leafy hedges 

 grow richly-foliaged Oaks, upon the heads of 

 which the sun is shining bringing out the 

 varying colours of early Autumn. From some 

 of these trees the deep greenness of summer has 

 scarcely given sign of change, though a warm 

 tinge of colour betokens the early commencement 

 of the inevitable transformation. Others appear 

 almost lighted up by the spreading autumnal 

 tints, whilst others again are dyed with russet 

 hues. 



From the point we have reached we can get a 

 pretty view, if we turn round . and look back, of 

 the village of Brockenhurst, as it lies at the end 

 of our vista. Just beyond the railway we have 

 recently crossed, a vignette is formed. The 

 roadway beneath, the sky above, and trees on 

 either hand, enclose an enticing picture enriched 

 by colours of red, blue, white, and green. The 

 lower part of this picture is formed by the red* 

 brick and white-walled houses of Brockenhurst, 



