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while the dinner was being served. At its end, the loving cup was 

 passed, in fact, it was a bowl, and each man received it from his 

 neighbor and drank and passed it to the next one. This was 

 another relic of the olden time. 



In the afternoon, we drove to Leamington Spa where we were 

 to be put up for the night. It was understood that each visitor 

 would have no expense for the trip except one pound every night 

 that he slept in the hotel at Leamington Spa. That evening, we 

 had a treat. The village green was illuminated and dances took 

 place for our edification, just as they were done in the olden time. 

 The next morning, the carriages assembled at a certain hour and 

 the entire party was taken to Warwick Castle, which was thrown 

 open for our benefit, and we had the privilege of seeing the relics 

 in the castle and of walking around the fortifications that existed 

 at that time. We passed into the castle by the gate-house that 

 was used many centuries ago and the portcullis was still there. 

 We were shown how it used to be used in the olden time. The 

 objects of antiquity which we were shown were in great numbers; 

 suits of armor and ancient weapons and, to me the most remark- 

 able, was the helmet of Cromwell. This helmet, I tried on my 

 own head and found that it even covered my ears so that "Old 

 Noll," as he was called, had a larger head than mine. From the 

 castle, we went to the city and were received by the Corporation. 

 Our reception by them was in the old style and they were dressed 

 for the occasion. We then went to Guy's Cliffe, which is another 

 show place, where there were some remarkable pictures to be 

 seen, amongst which was one locked up in a recess in the wall and 

 only shown to special visitors. This picture was entitled "Re- 

 morse," and I remember only two figures to be seen in it. One 

 was the dead man with a knife driven through his heart and the 

 other was the murderer, leaving the room, and looking back at the 

 dead man, with the most awful expression on his face I ever saw. 



We now went to the ruins of Kenilworth Castle and had 

 lunch in the gate-house. The castle is said to have covered fifteen 

 acres but very little of it was standing except the gate-house. 

 This was the grand entrance to the castle in the olden time. Here 

 again, they had repaired the room over the gate for us and I 



