1891. 
July 4
(No 4)
England.
Wells. - or wicket and recrossing the moat by a narrow
footbridge I entered an old garden more beautiful
than anything I ever imagined. It was shut in on
one side by the moat with its wall, on another by
the Cathedral and what I took to be a chapel, while
the other two sides were enclosed by a stone wall
fully 12 ft. in height against which were trained,
like so many vines, peach, pear, apple plum, & 
cherry trees and current bushes, all bearing green
fruit. A perfect labyrynth of graveled paths, bordered
by flower beds or by apple and pear trees which
interfaced their branches just over one's head, gave
access to every part of this garden which must
have contained at least 8 or 10 acres of enclosed
ground. In place there were beds of vegetables. There 
seemed to be no weeds anywhere (I have yet to see
any in an English garden) but the various cultivated 
plants, flowers, shrubs and trees grew in rank,
wholly untrained and unstudied profusion. No clipped
hedges or formal flower beds, no box borders but
simply a wealth of flowers and foliage.
  On the side towards the Cathedral is a long, narrow
pond, walled in on every side and fed by the
springs or "wells" from which the town derives its
name. They [deleted]supply[/deleted] are near the east end of the
pond and resemble some of the sulphur springs
of Florida being circular pits in the bottom apparently
of great depth. The water is very clear and the 
flow sufficient to supply a large brook which
escapes at our end [deleted]and[/deleted] over an artificial fall
of stone steps into the moat. The pond is