The Norwich Road: An East Anglian HighwayHarper, Charles G. (Charles George)
History
The Norwich Road: An East Anglian Highway
Harper, Charles G. (Charles George)
England -- Description and travel; Norwich Road
Norfolk and Suffolk are still famous for their geese, but those
martyred fowls do not make their final journey to the London markets,
between Michaelmas and Christmas, with the publicity they once
attained. They go up to Leadenhall nowadays in the seclusion of railway
vans. Seventy years ago they journeyed by coach, and in state, for the
Norfolk coaches in Christmas week often carried nothing save geese and
turkeys, beside the coachman and guard. Full inside and out with such
a freight, the proprietors of fast coaches made a great deal more by
carrying them than they would have taken by a load of passengers; so
the fowls had the preference, while travellers had to take their chance
of finding a seat in the slower conveyances. So long ago as 1793 the
turkeys conveyed from Norwich to London between a Saturday morning
and Sunday night in December numbered one thousand seven hundred, and
weighed 9 tons, 2 cwt. 2 lbs. Their value was £680. They were followed
on the two succeeding days by half as many more.
A Norfolk common without its screaming and hissing flocks of geese
would seem strangely untenanted. They, the turkeys, the ducks, the
donkeys ("dickies" they call them in Norfolk) and the vagrom fowls are
among the only vestiges of the wild life that once made Norfolk famous
to the naturalist and not a little eerie to the traveller of old, who,
startled on the lonely way that stretched by heath and common and fen
between the habitations of men, shrank appalled at the lumbering
flight of the huge bustards, quivered with apprehension at the sudden
hideous whirring of the night-jar as the day closed in, dismayed,
heard the bittern booming among the reeds, or with misgivings of the
supernatural saw the fantastical ruff stalking on long legs, with
prodigious beak, red eyes and spreading circle of neck feathers, like
the creation of some disordered imagination. Wild Norfolk, the home
of these and of many another strange creature, is no more, and these
species, now chiefly extinct, are to be seen only in museums of natural
history.
[Illustration: LONG STRATTON.]
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