1891.
July 26.  
Winchester, England.
Cloudless, the sun hot at noonday; no wind whatever all day.
At 3 P.M. started for Cathedral. Arriving found service
began at 4 o'clock so walked slowly on nearly to the college.
Returning found a gate open into the Dean's garden, a young man,
evidently the Dean's son was sitting just outside working at a
water color sketch. He gave us permission to enter and we walk-
ed entirely around the garden which in many respects was the 
most beautiful we have yet seen. In one place the path passed
between two enormous sycamores; their trunks quite 8 feet in
diameter and about 6 feet apart, were completely covered with
ivy. At  the bottom of the garden flowed a small swift river the
water clear as air and having the same glint as that noted yes-
terday. E. looked at it with me agreed with me that it look-
ed like clear ice. She things this due to its remarkable white-
ness. We noticed that the surface was strangely crinkled like
it in America.
  A Thrush was singing in this garden and I saw a [male] Black-cap
Warbler in raspberry bushes. There were peaches and apricots
trained against the walls, many old fashioned flowers and much
shrubbery. Everything grows freely and naturally. After the
service walked around behind the Cathedral; a few Jackdaws
flying about.