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last stage of the forty-mile journey ; and as we 

 arrived on the tick of time at the Grand Hotel, 

 Scarborough, there was the welcome thought of 

 dinner, and the usual crowd of sightseers to look 

 round the team which had changed places with the 

 greys that started out in the morning. 



That day by day these summer road coaches 

 have their complement of passengers to travel by 

 them, at the regulation fare of threepence a mile, 

 augurs well for the continued love among English- 

 men of fresh air and open scenery. 



The coaching fraternity can boast it is one of 

 few sports not to be hindered by weather, for, sup- 

 posing it rains from morning to night, the philo- 

 sophical traveller remarks, '* Thank goodness, there is 

 no dust or flies, and very few motors about ! " 

 After all, as the poet sang — 



" It is the hard grey weather that makes hardy Englishmen." 



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