DOWN A GltEEN LANE ! 
the lane we emerge into the sunlight. The hill- 
side begins to melt into the valley. Sunlit 
meadows, gently- sloping wood-covered uplands, 
orchards, and fruit-gardens are combined in ex- 
quisite variety in the scene before us. Now, 
between leafy interstices in tree and shrub, we 
sight some white-walled cottages. Then, as we 
pursue our winding path, we are again lost under 
a leafy canopy, as hedge-banks once more close 
in upon us. Anon an intermingling of hedges, 
meadows, and houses ; and then our charming 
green lane abuts upon a winding road which leads 
away to the town. 
