The Holyhead Road: The Mail-coach Road to Dublin. Vol. 1Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
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The Holyhead Road: The Mail-coach Road to Dublin. Vol. 1
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
A5 Road (England and Wales); England -- Description and travel; England -- Social life and customs
Where the park-wall of Easton Neston ends, Towcester—“_vulgo_ Tosseter,”
as Ogilby says, on the Towe, and once the _Lactodorum_ of the
Romans—begins. It is not the best of beginnings, or one calculated to
favourably impress the stranger with the town. On the left hand rises a
terrace of dingy brick houses, whose age is certified by the
inscription, “Jubilee Row, 1809”; their height masked by the raising of
the road in front, in Telford’s improvements of 1820, their social
status evident in the notice on their frontages, “Lodgings for
Travellers”—tramping travellers being understood. Beyond, Towcester
unwinds its one long street of brick, stone, and plaster, with roofs,
tiled, slated, and thatched: a very miscellaneous street. Among the
houses, ancient, modern, and middle-aged; among the few dignified old
stone mansions of golden russet stone, and the older, but more familiar,
gabled plastered houses, that nod as though they could tell a thing or
two worth the hearing; among these and the less interesting brick
dwellings stand the Bickerstaff Almshouses, “rebuilt in the year 1815,”
brick themselves and wholly uninteresting, except for the tablet
preserved from the older buildings:—
Hee that earneth Wages By labour and
care By the Blessing of god may
Have Something to Spare. T. B.
1689.
Only when the Town Hall is reached, at a considerable distance along
this street, may we fairly claim to have entered Towcester. All this
hitherward part is outside the pale, as it were, and looked down upon,
contemned, and sniffed at. It can only be looked down upon in a social,
ungeographical sense, for Towcester from end to end is flat; but those
who would sniff corporeally as well as mentally will not go unrewarded,
considering that the gas-works occupy a very prominent position here.
The Town Hall, built in 1866, when the flighty and Mansard-roofy French
Renaissance was the architectural craze of the moment, turns its back to
this quarter and shoulders the broad street into the semblance of a
narrow lane, emphasising the difference between these social strata.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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