WAYFARING NOTIONS 



CHAPTER I 



GLORIOUS GOODWOOD 



Dear me! They talk, they do talk of Long- 

 champs' beauties. I am perhaps rather inclined 

 to be of a Peebly disposition, and claim my ain 

 countree for pleasure, but how can you put Paris 

 and Goodwood together ? Take your place on 

 the Stand. In any direction, on all the points 

 for boxing the compass, you shall see a prospect 

 to knock the best Longchamps can do. You are 

 offered all sorts. High bare wind-swept down ? 

 There you are with Trundle (or Troundel) Hill. 

 Wooded sylvan country ? Gaze just a little bit 

 off to the left, where lies Mr James's beautiful 

 park. Mixed hill and vale pictures do you re- 

 quire ? Look out straight in front of you, there 

 is the article made to order, with the lofty ridges 

 backing Charlton and Lord Leconfield's long 

 wood in the far distance, a range of plantations 

 running thirteen miles, and a most easy place to 

 lose yourself in. Perhaps you prefer coppice- 

 clothed high lands. Just off the course, if you 

 please, beyond the Stewards' Cup starting-post, 

 you find your wants catered for. Or the varied 

 belts, clumps, and thick woods of rolling park 



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