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Title: Charles Eliot, landscape architect : a lover of nature and of his kind who trained himself for a new profession, practised it happily and through it wrought much good /Charles William Eliot
Year: 1902 (1900s)
Authors: Eliot, Charles William, 1834-1926
Subjects: Eliot, Charles, 1859-1897 Landscape gardening
Publisher: Boston :Houghton
Contributing Library: Getty Research Institute
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cended after one hour to the coastvillage Budleigh Salterton, where there was a brook running-down the main street, an exposed pebble beach, and a redrock point beyond the mouth of the Otter at the east. I 138 LANDSCAPE STUDY IN EUROPE. ENGLAND (1886 walked inland by a road up the Otter valley, in sight ofmuch high swelling hill country and by two little villages,thatched and whitewashed, on to Bicton Park. . . . There Imet nobody; but explored alone the lower garden, a bit old-fashioned but good, with formal water. At last I met afrowning head-gardener; and was attached to a party thatwas being shown round by an ignoramus who could answernone of my questions. We saw the curious walled gardens,the famous Pinetum, the largest specimens of Conifers everseen — very fine — and the old plantation admired by Lou-don ; and came out by the water garden again in two hours.At an old cross at the cross roads I turned westward again tosee the farmhouse called Hayes Barton, Sir Walter Ealeighs
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birthplace. I found it, at last, thatched, white walled, manygabled, and with oddly mullioned windows. Thence withsome difficulties I found my way back to Salterton acrosscountry through very beautiful wood, and over a high Furze-eovered hill whence a wide view, — the finest part thattowards the big hills and sea-cut cliffs, somewhere betweenwhich is Sidmouth. jet. 26) SALTERTON — DAWLISH — POWDERHAM 139 The next day he wrote in his journal: — The beauty of the evening and the band playing on thesea-wall tempted me out last night; though I was weary.The bulk of the town lies on a flat spit; but the cliff of themainland is wooded and is a public ground. On top are abeacon, and a hotel with a fine view. The entrance from thesea is tortuous and narrow, with vast sandbanks and a two-mile-long Sandy Hook reaching from the west shore. At theend of the town spit is a little dock full of craft. This morn-ing there is a big breeze down the river. The view from thebreakfast-room is of t

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