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KINGS WESTON. 2'5^
hunt the riders, and restore poor Donkey to
brick-duss bags, soot, carrots, turnips, potatoes,
and apples; and to riders who always consider the
vertebrae and ribs of those animals too weak for
the support of an adult, and therefore ever mount
Jjiai without a {addle, and fit on the hams.
On the right side of the road, two miles from
Bristbl, there is an antient and lingular mansion,
worth dercribing, which con lists of a centre tur-
ret, with a balustrade, 1 ke those on Hatfield
house : and a door of the Corinthian order, most
extravagantly ornamented. The wings are sur-
mounted by the same number of domes, and each
has three arched gables, with intervening battle-
ments, and three ranges of windows. This I
believe to be Stoke-Bishop, once the residence os
Sir Henry Lippincot, bart.
The. descent near it glances on a valley at the
base o. Kingsweston hill: which, with the foliage
of the foregrouad, is extremely beautiful.
At s me distance from the hill just mentioned I
was o\ ertaken by a venerable Turk, whose slat-
tered grey hairs were partly concealed on the neck
by his rurban. He wore a blue cloth vetr, with
a red cellar and cusss, and round his wait! an
embroic^red apron of the order of Freemasons.
A chaise, containing two young ladies, had
previoussy passed us; but soon after slopped.
When
hunt the riders, and restore poor Donkey to
brick-duss bags, soot, carrots, turnips, potatoes,
and apples; and to riders who always consider the
vertebrae and ribs of those animals too weak for
the support of an adult, and therefore ever mount
Jjiai without a {addle, and fit on the hams.
On the right side of the road, two miles from
Bristbl, there is an antient and lingular mansion,
worth dercribing, which con lists of a centre tur-
ret, with a balustrade, 1 ke those on Hatfield
house : and a door of the Corinthian order, most
extravagantly ornamented. The wings are sur-
mounted by the same number of domes, and each
has three arched gables, with intervening battle-
ments, and three ranges of windows. This I
believe to be Stoke-Bishop, once the residence os
Sir Henry Lippincot, bart.
The. descent near it glances on a valley at the
base o. Kingsweston hill: which, with the foliage
of the foregrouad, is extremely beautiful.
At s me distance from the hill just mentioned I
was o\ ertaken by a venerable Turk, whose slat-
tered grey hairs were partly concealed on the neck
by his rurban. He wore a blue cloth vetr, with
a red cellar and cusss, and round his wait! an
embroic^red apron of the order of Freemasons.
A chaise, containing two young ladies, had
previoussy passed us; but soon after slopped.
When