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Title: Highways and byways in Oxford and the Cotswolds.$With illus. by Frederick L. Griggs
Year: 1916 (1910s)
Authors: Evans, Herbert Arthur, 1846-
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Publisher: London, Macmillan
Contributing Library: Robarts - University of Toronto
Digitizing Sponsor: University of Toronto

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perhaps he had involved himself so deeply in the Yorkist causeas to make concealment advisable. Be this as it may, in tenyears time he found himself in a position to woo and win thedaughter and heiress of the lord of Stoke Lark, one GeorgeColchester; and there his descendants continued to flourish upto the close of the seventeenth century. A deep rich country lies between the foot of the hills and theAvon to the north and west of Ilmington. The whole is inter-sected by a network of pleasant lanes, and the hedges arebright in summer with the great willow herb and the largewhite bindweed, interspersed with the crowded umbels of thetall angelica. I am bound for Mickleton, but instead of ridingstraight there I resolve to make the circuit of the beautifulMeon Hill, already mentioned, in order to see the picturescjuevillage of Quinton, which lies on its northern side. Here Iam but six miles from Stratford ; but I nuisl not wan(ki-any further \nU) Shakespeares country, especially us I under-
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The vale of EviilMin from H.dcou Boycc, near Ebrin^ton. 214 UPPER QUINTON chap. stand that another volume of this series is to be devotedto it. At Ilmington I was in ^^ar\vickshire; here I amagain in Gloucestershire. But sundry ancient, half-timberedcottages remind me that I have trespassed beyond the limits ofthe Cotswolds, and have penetrated into a typical village of thevale. Facing the village green is a comfortable old inn knownas the College Arms. Wherever any college has large estates,you may be sure that there it is the college par excellence ;the others, if they exist at all, are not worth counting.At Quinton the college is Magdalen, who have been lordsof the manor for four hundred years, and the diamondsand lilies are swaying in the wind at the summit of the tallsign-post that stands in front of the inn. The church alone iswell worth coming some miles out of your way to see, thoughthe effect of the interior is marred by the undignified appear-ance of the cheap deal pews, whi

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