The Newmarket, Bury, Thetford and Cromer Road: Sport and history on an East Anglian turnpikeHarper, Charles G. (Charles George)
History
The Newmarket, Bury, Thetford and Cromer Road: Sport and history on an East Anglian turnpike
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
England -- Description and travel; England -- Social life and customs
The situation of Attleborough, isolated on the lonely flats, surrounded
by commons, must have been singularly aloof from the world in days of
old. Up to the very doors of the townsfolk came the dangers of those
far-off times, as we may perceive in the road that now leads to the
railway station, but is marked on old maps as “Thieves’ Lane.” Where
those thieves lurked, there now stand the respectable red-brick villas
of modern times, with a “Peace Monument” of 1856 at the cross-roads,
celebrating the close of the Crimean War, and at one and the same time
recording the victories of that strife and acting as lamp-post, general
gazetteer, and compendious milestone
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To Wymondham is our next stage, a flat six miles.
In midst of this level tract of country, where villages, and houses
even, are few and far between, the wayfarer’s eye lights upon a stone
pillar on the grassy selvedge of the road, a dilapidated object that
looks like a milestone. But as it occurs only three-quarters of a mile
after passing the sixteenth stone from Thetford, it is clearly something
else, and inspection is rewarded by the discovery of this inscription:—
“THIS PILLAR | was erected by | the order of the sessions of the | Peace
of Norfolk | as a gratefull | remembrance of | the Charity of | Sir
Edwin Rich Knt | who freely gave | y^e sume of Two hundred | povnds
towards y^e | repaire of y^e highway betweene Wymondham | and
Attleborough | A.D. 1675.”
Who, then, was this Sir Edwin Rich, whose charity was so necessary to
the upkeep of these six miles of road between Attleborough and
Wymondham? He was a distinguished lawyer, a native of Thetford, born in
1594. His monument in the church of Mulbarton, three miles from
Wymondham, rich in moral reflections, surmounted by a large hour-glass,
and further adorned with eulogistic verse written by himself on himself,
quaintly tells us the circumstances of his birth and breeding:—
Our Lyef is like an Hower Glasse, and our Riches are like Sand
in it, which runs with us but the time of our Continuance here,
and then must be turned up by another.
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