Show BY COACH ABOUT ENGLAND scenery of the anglish coughtry raising through the villages I 1 was glad to find myself in the morning leaving 0 the new and uninteresting streets of iea Lea leavington leamington and passing out into the warwick road seated on the top of a fast going four horse coach bound into the english country and toward the old english towns of the west but worcester and hereford were still far away and we had first to think of our journey thither as part of our pleasure not as means to an end the sensation was one of dignity and super superiority and we the passengers all looked a little self com conscious cious tor for as is etiquette in a town the guard N was as binding gindin clear and merry blasts upon IL his horn and every passer by was turning to see it was on the high road first f that the splendid exhilaration of driving 0 in this way overcame us the day w was is cloudy and rather cold tile wind blew fresh in our faces and the long far landscapes and slopes and fields were hidden in low rolling mists although the air near by was clear the country which we could view well over the tall hedgerows hedge rows from our high seats loo looked sed dull tor for the there re were no fair shadows and patches of sunlight to see the weather was every morning of this cloudy fashion yet always at midday the clouds broke and the afternoon fields would he be bright with sun through the whole drive we met few people upon the roads no gentlefolk at all only tho the drivers of carts vans and traveling shows chews and round canvas topped millers wagons drawn by the largest and shaggiest shag giest of clydesdale horses the men we passed were of a red faced type wearing corduroy trousers tied tight ti ailt round the leg with a string just below the knee the nearest approach appi to the knickerbockers Knickerboc keis of yore some of tile the oldest of these men touched their hats bats all stared there was little talking done by any of us each one sat trying to tc fasten these impressions of inside england en land which were thronging on our minds the rattle of the horses hoofs and the roll of the wheels filled the car with pleasant suggestions and now and again the horn wound and there was the excitement cit cite ement of passing through one of those villages where the people of this crowded island live huddled together like cattle amid squalor and beauty hard to find we ve saw raw nowhere during our journey the village cottage in the beauty which it possessed in warwickshire Warwick shire in the counties of monmouth gloucester and most of worcester the villages are built oi of stone or brick new and more comfortable here they are built of I 1 wattle and dab or osiers and mud as we should say and they have thick brown thatched dormer windows bright lit i tiL rul ta beur close fK its fv freigh ajol m or wha rose their little doors open directly on the street and in the lower windows best of all the finest pots ol of red and white geraniums it is astonishing the pleasure one may feel while one looks at these simple houses and forgets forge tec the life which must be led inside they are large enough for two but for ten cor new york times timea |