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1756, she Avrote a diary, a very inucli more enter- 

 taining and instrnctive affair than the Reverend 

 Mr. Brome's hook — which, indeed, conkl haveheen 

 coni})ihMl from oth(>r Avorks without the necessity 

 of travellinii', and, hut for a few fleeting glimpses 

 of original ohservation, actually gives that imprt\s- 

 sion. ]\rrs. Calderwood tells us that at Durham 

 she went to see the Cathedral, where the woman 

 who conducted her round the huilding did not 

 understand her Scottish ways (nor indeed did Mrs. 

 CalderAvood comprehend everything English). " I 

 sui)pose, hy my questions, the woman took me for 

 a heathen, as I found she did not know of any 

 other mode of worship hut her oww ; so, that she 

 might not think the Bishop's chair defiled hy my 

 sitting down in it, I told her I was a Christian, 

 though the way of worship in my country differed 

 from hers." Mrs. Calderwood, quite obviously, 

 had never heard of St. Cuthhert and his antijiathy 

 to women, so respected at Durham that woman- 

 kind Avere not admitted within certain boundaries 

 in his Cathedral church ; nor was she familiar 

 with hassocks, for she narrates how tlie woman 

 " stared when I asked what the things were that 

 they kneeled upon, as they aj^peared to me to he 

 so many Cheshire cheeses." 



TJie modern tourist along our roads finds a 

 deadly sameness overspreading all parts of the 

 country. The same cheap little suhurhan houses 

 of stereotyped fashion, huilt to let at from £25 to 

 £30 a year, that sprawl in mile upon mile on the 

 outer ring of London, are to hc^ tVnuul — ]iav, aro 



