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bricks and mortar placed at a disadvantage in a 
contest with sites that are so charmingly rural as 
to make you feel that they could never have been 
intended to be built upon ! Imagine, finally, a 
queer intermingling of town and country, with ferns 
growing on the houses and on the garden walls, 
and meeting you at every corner wherever you 
turn ! Such is Totnes ; and from every part of the 
little town — at the top, at the bottom, and on 
each side — you may get away into the most 
delightful country. Here is some description of 
a ramble from Totnes along one of the lovely 
routes which are spread out like network on every 
side. 
About half way up the main street of the town, 
and within a few feet of the spot where, tradition 
says, Brutus landed — the sea then reaching to this 
elevated point on the hill-side — a road leads sharply 
round to the right. You are nearly midway on 
the hill, amongst the houses, almost in the heart of 
the town. But you may, as it were, dive out of 
it into the road aforesaid, which will suddenly lead 
you away amongst groves and green fields, woods 
