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32 BARHAM DOWNS.
he don't deserve it. Bless you, Sir, he's a drunken
dog. Though he receives six or eight {hillings
a day, he games and drinks it all away; and we
often give him a ride from place to place ; for he
lings very good songs, and all the gentlefolks
like to hear him." What, thought I, is it possi-
ble that a throat parched by the fire of ardent
spirits Ihould emit such notes ? that senses disor-
dered by inebriation should give energy to words ?
That such was the fact, I had auricular and ocular
demonstration.
The plain ending, vegetation expands into shrubs
and trees, and precipitate descents and ascents soon
convince the traveller it has ceased. Yet he can-
not but be pleased with the transition, as he con-
templates the approach he is making to sterility,
a naked soil, and hills of chalk warned by the
sea. The Sun retiring, with the hours in his
train, darted long glances at this portion of the
earth as he departed ; and those, obscured by the
points of the hills, were interrupted as they pur^
pled Nature. But the aspiring branches, covered
with foliage, sometimes reached above the sha-
dows, and saluted the dazzling orb •> who seemed
to announce many diurnal visits, unobscured bv
moisture. Time, that accomplish.es all things,
had reduced the rays to yellow tints ; when,
directing my attention Eastward, I found a villa
of
he don't deserve it. Bless you, Sir, he's a drunken
dog. Though he receives six or eight {hillings
a day, he games and drinks it all away; and we
often give him a ride from place to place ; for he
lings very good songs, and all the gentlefolks
like to hear him." What, thought I, is it possi-
ble that a throat parched by the fire of ardent
spirits Ihould emit such notes ? that senses disor-
dered by inebriation should give energy to words ?
That such was the fact, I had auricular and ocular
demonstration.
The plain ending, vegetation expands into shrubs
and trees, and precipitate descents and ascents soon
convince the traveller it has ceased. Yet he can-
not but be pleased with the transition, as he con-
templates the approach he is making to sterility,
a naked soil, and hills of chalk warned by the
sea. The Sun retiring, with the hours in his
train, darted long glances at this portion of the
earth as he departed ; and those, obscured by the
points of the hills, were interrupted as they pur^
pled Nature. But the aspiring branches, covered
with foliage, sometimes reached above the sha-
dows, and saluted the dazzling orb •> who seemed
to announce many diurnal visits, unobscured bv
moisture. Time, that accomplish.es all things,
had reduced the rays to yellow tints ; when,
directing my attention Eastward, I found a villa
of