DOWN A GREEN LANE ! 
in g luxuriant specimens of noble growing Ferns. 
Then it widens, and admits us on to a glade, 
whence away to the right from the eminence on 
which we stand, we get a magnificent view, far 
away over green lanes, woods and meadows of 
the wild moorlands which end the landscape. 
Now the lane suddenly narrows again; but just 
as it is about to commence its descent over the 
hill, we suddenly come upon a turning to the 
right. A lane within a lane ! Lovely as is the 
course which we have been hitherto following, 
we pause at this spot fairly spellbound by the 
superlative loveliness of the little bib of scenery 
which this new turning suddenly reveals. ’Tis 
just a peep from where we stand ; for this lane 
within a lane seems to be a lane without egress, a 
charming cul-de-sac. At a few yards from the 
entrance, a hedge-bank bars the way, to all 
appearance. The tiny c bit,’ as far as we can see, 
is like a summer bower. The hedge-banks stand 
on each side some seven feet apart. But flowering 
plants and grass carpet the ground, leaving a 
pathway two feet wide. Away in front the bank 
which closes the view, gracefully clothed with 
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