﻿THROUGH 
  THE 
  HEART 
  OF 
  ENGLAND 
  IN 
  A 
  CANOE 
  

  

  481 
  

  

  In 
  the 
  High 
  Street 
  

   is 
  the 
  old 
  Grammar 
  

   School 
  where 
  the 
  poet 
  

   learnt 
  his 
  "little 
  Latin 
  

   and 
  less 
  Greek," 
  and 
  

   which 
  still, 
  in 
  its 
  

   quaint, 
  low 
  - 
  ceilinged 
  

   rooms, 
  with 
  their 
  

   heavy 
  oaken 
  beams, 
  

   carries 
  on 
  the 
  tradition 
  

   of 
  learning. 
  A 
  little 
  

   farther 
  on 
  is 
  New 
  

   Place, 
  where 
  Shake- 
  

   speare 
  spent 
  his 
  last 
  

   years, 
  but 
  which 
  is 
  now 
  

   a 
  garden. 
  

  

  Near 
  by, 
  in 
  a 
  still 
  

   green 
  close, 
  approach- 
  

   ed 
  by 
  an 
  avenue 
  of 
  

   shady 
  limes, 
  is 
  the 
  

   church 
  where 
  the 
  poet 
  

   lies 
  buried, 
  surrounded 
  

   by 
  his 
  kinsfolk 
  (see 
  

   page 
  480). 
  

  

  SHOTTERY, 
  THE 
  HOME 
  

   OF 
  ANNE 
  HATHAWAY 
  

  

  The 
  next 
  morning 
  

   we 
  walked 
  over 
  to 
  the 
  

   little 
  village 
  of 
  Shot- 
  

   tery, 
  half 
  buried 
  in 
  the 
  

   trees, 
  a 
  mile 
  and 
  a 
  half 
  

   away. 
  Here 
  is 
  the 
  

   home 
  of 
  Shakespeare's 
  

   wife, 
  Anne 
  Hathaway. 
  

   With 
  its 
  half-timbered 
  

   walls 
  and 
  thatched 
  

   roof, 
  broken 
  by 
  the 
  

   deep-set 
  dormer 
  win- 
  

   dows 
  and 
  surmounted 
  

   by 
  sturdy, 
  honest- 
  

   looking 
  chimneys, 
  it 
  is 
  the 
  perfect 
  cottage 
  

   (see 
  page 
  482). 
  

  

  Returning 
  down 
  the 
  High 
  Street, 
  we 
  

   visited 
  and 
  photographed 
  the 
  Harvard 
  

   house, 
  home 
  of 
  the 
  founder 
  of 
  Harvard 
  

   University 
  and 
  a 
  mecca 
  for 
  American 
  

   pilgrims. 
  

  

  We 
  stayed 
  four 
  days 
  in 
  Stratford 
  and 
  

   left 
  with 
  regret. 
  

  

  Formerly 
  the 
  Avon 
  was 
  an 
  important 
  

   waterway, 
  and 
  vessels 
  of 
  forty 
  or 
  fifty 
  

   tons 
  berthed 
  regularly 
  at 
  the 
  wharves 
  of 
  

   Stratford, 
  but, 
  as 
  in 
  many 
  other 
  cases, 
  

   the 
  railway 
  killed 
  its 
  prosperity 
  ; 
  and 
  now 
  

   the 
  river, 
  no 
  longer 
  looked 
  after, 
  is 
  slip- 
  

   ping 
  back 
  to 
  its 
  unimproved 
  condition. 
  

  

  Photograph 
  by 
  R. 
  J. 
  Evans 
  

  

  SHAKESPEARE 
  MEMORIAL 
  THEATER, 
  STRATFORD 
  

  

  Shakespeare's 
  plays 
  are 
  performed 
  here 
  annually 
  during 
  April 
  

   and 
  August. 
  The 
  statue 
  in 
  front 
  is 
  of 
  the 
  poet. 
  The 
  building 
  is 
  

   modern, 
  having 
  been 
  erected 
  in 
  1877. 
  

  

  Some 
  of 
  the 
  locks 
  and 
  weirs 
  have 
  been 
  

   partially 
  removed, 
  and 
  shallows, 
  termi- 
  

   nating 
  in 
  awkward 
  and 
  sometimes 
  dan- 
  

   gerous 
  obstructions, 
  have 
  thus 
  been 
  cre- 
  

   ated. 
  We 
  were 
  frequently 
  hindered 
  also 
  

   by 
  the 
  weeds 
  and 
  rushes, 
  which 
  in 
  places 
  

   stretch 
  from 
  bank 
  to 
  bank. 
  Bent 
  on 
  

   pleasure, 
  as 
  we 
  were, 
  and 
  with 
  plenty 
  of 
  

   time, 
  these 
  difficulties 
  added 
  to 
  our 
  enjoy- 
  

   ment. 
  

  

  The 
  twenty-mile 
  stretch 
  to 
  Evesham 
  is 
  

   full 
  of 
  interest. 
  There 
  are 
  no 
  towns 
  and 
  

   few 
  villages. 
  The 
  prevailing 
  impression 
  

   was 
  one 
  of 
  remoteness, 
  which 
  was 
  added 
  

   to 
  by 
  the 
  obstacles 
  we 
  had 
  to 
  surmount. 
  

   It 
  was 
  hard 
  to 
  believe 
  that 
  within 
  a 
  few 
  

  

  