"Then let me press it upon you. It will really supply a large amount of
wing-pulp, if properly assimilated. It is a most astonishing thought
that we are able, at the remote distance at which we are from the solar
orb, to detect the various incandescent metals which go to make up the
luminous envelope of the sun. Not only so, but we are able to discover,
by the bars in the spectroscope, of what Jupiter, Saturn, and so on are
composed. What a stride astronomy has made since the days of Newton!"
"No doubt about it. But I do not want to hear about the bars, but of the
chalk marks on the Merewigs."
"Well, then, I noticed two elderly ladies sitting in the row before me,
and there--as distinctly as if sketched in only yesterday--were the
symbols I had scribbled on their backs. I did not have an opportunity of
speaking with them then; indeed, I had no introduction to them, and
could hardly take on me to address them without it. I was, however, more
successful a week or two later. There was a meeting of the Hertfordshire
Archæological Society organised, to last a week, with excursions to
ancient Verulam and to other objects of interest in the county.
Hertfordshire is not a large county. It is, in fact, one of the smallest
in England, but it yields to none in the points of interest that it
contains, apart from the venerable abbey church that has been so
fearfully mauled and maltreated by ignorant so-called restoration. One
must really hope that the next generation, which will be more
enlightened than our own, will undo all the villainous work that has
been perpetrated to disfigure it in our own. The local secretaries and
managers had arranged for char-à-bancs and brakes to take the party
about, and men--learned, or thinking themselves to be learned, on the
several antiquities--were to deliver lectures on the spot explanatory of
what we saw. On three days there were to be evening gatherings, at which
papers would be read. You may conceive that this was a supreme
opportunity for storing the mind with information, and knowing what I
did, I resolved on taking advantage of it. I entered my name as a
subscriber to all the excursions. On the first day we went over the
remains of the old Roman city of Verulam, and were shown its plan and
walls, and further, the spot where the protomartyr of Britain passed
over the stream, and the hill on which he was martyred. Nothing could
have been more interesting and more instructive. Among those present
were three middle-aged personages of the female sex, all of whom were
chalk-marked on the back. One of these marks was somewhat effaced, as
though the lady whose gown was scored had made a faint effort to brush
it off, but had tired of the attempt and had abandoned it. The other two
scorings were quite distinct.
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