Show thought he had vision of the good old days there Is tin an old fashioned inn in the little village of that attracted my attention one day when I 1 was out for a country ramble it still has nu an atmosphere of stirring times in the past A high haymans way mans haunt no doubt swords used in the good old days still hang over the mantelpiece of the huge chimney piece in the center of the heavily beamed room and the innkeeper himself can recount many man y tales of duels and robberies at the end of the garden I 1 noticed two limp objects hanging swayed to and fro by the wind lifeless const no longer a frame for warm flesh and blood they hung with feet dangling I 1 shuddered and ran my fingers round ray my collar at the thought of a gibbet and till nil its horrors just then a door banged and n woman came hurrying davs down n the garden pegged un the two stockings hanging on the line and took them in passing show london |