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They reviled us both together, 

 I was all stained with blood, 

 Poured from the man's side. 



Christ was on the cross, 



Yet, hither hastening, 



Men came from afar 



Unto the noble one. 



I beheld all that, 



With sorrow I was overwhelmed. 



I was all wounded with shafts ; 

 They laid Him down limb-weary ; 

 They stood at the head of the corpse ; 

 They beheld the Lord of Heaven.' 



Thus, all controversy being laid to rest, the traveller 

 may do worse than exchange the Pulman car for a local 

 crawler at Carlisle, and, alighting at Kuthwell, inspect 

 this beautiful relic of the Anglo-Saxon Church of 

 Northumbria in the eighth century, and quaff a cup 

 from the chalybeate spring, now called the Brow Well, 

 but formerly the Rood Well, whence the parish derives 

 its name. 



LXXX 



Driving to catch an early train one morning lately 

 (1894), and taking a slight detour for the pleasure of 

 passing along the shore of the lake sanctuary, 

 I was rewarded by witnessing a beautiful Display of 

 scene of bird life. Old beeches, towers of Col 

 russet gold among the surrounding snow, had showered 

 down their harvest of sweet mast, thereby attracting 

 a flock of wood-pigeons, a cock pheasant or two, and 



