In Unfamiliar England: A Record of a Seven Thousand Mile Tour by Motor of the Unfrequented Nooks and Corners, and the Shrines of Especial Interest, in England; With Incursions into Scotland and Ireland.Murphy, Thos. D. (Thomas Dowler)
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In Unfamiliar England: A Record of a Seven Thousand Mile Tour by Motor of the Unfrequented Nooks and Corners, and the Shrines of Especial Interest, in England; With Incursions into Scotland and Ireland.
Murphy, Thos. D. (Thomas Dowler)
Great Britain -- Description and travel
The fortunes of Ludlow have been closely intertwined with those of the
castle. Since the fall of the fortress, little has happened to disturb
the serenity and quietude of the town. It is prosperous today in a
quiet way as a country market, and though it has many visitors, it has
in no sense, as yet, become a tourist resort. One will find many fine
buildings, odd nooks and corners, and very quaint streets, all quite
devoid of any taint of modernity. The town is deservedly proud of its
parish church--as fine, perhaps, as any in England. It occupies the
opposite end of the high rock on which the castle sits and, after the
castle, is easily the glory of Ludlow. It is built of red sandstone,
time-stained to a dull brown, touched in places with silver gray; the
shape is cruciform and the splendid square tower with its pinnacled
corners forms a landmark for many miles from the surrounding country.
It was originally built about 1200, on the site of an earlier church,
though of course the present almost perfect structure is the result of
thorough restoration. The windows are unusually good, though modern,
and the tower was rebuilt and fitted with the fine mechanical peal of
bells that ring six times daily with a different refrain for each day
of the week. The tombs and monuments are numerous, but mostly those of
old-time border dignitaries.
We found much pleasure in wandering about the town on the morning of
our last visit. The commodious market-house was filled with farmers
and their wives from the country, who offered their products for sale,
and as we mingled with them we heard nothing spoken but English. Down
toward the castle a curiosity shop attracted our attention; a brick and
timber house which was crammed to the very garret with antique arms,
armor, jewelry, china, glass, ivory, furniture, brass--but we might
not enumerate its contents in pages. Nor was this all, for at a short
distance an old Norman chapel had been leased by the proprietor and it,
too, was filled to overflowing with ancient things of all degrees, from
a spoon or cup to a massive carved-oak bed worth two hundred pounds.
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