The Robber, A Tale.James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
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The Robber, A Tale.
James, G. P. R. (George Payne Rainsford)
England -- Social life and customs -- 17th century -- Fiction
On it, if horses had been in the habit of going as fast as they do now,
a carriage might have been drawn at any given rate of velocity, till
after the road had passed through two or three small villages and
towns, and a space of about twenty miles, when it again got into the
sand, and then plunged like an eel--which it very much resembled in
some other respects--into a deep mud.
This state, however, lasted not long; but, issuing like a bittern from
the morass, the road took its flight over the hills, which were low
wooded and well cultivated for about twenty miles further, and then
began to assume a wilder and more barren aspect, till at length, when
their summits were crossed, and at the distance of about sixty miles
from Moorhurst, they presented on their northern side a wide range of
rough, chill, rocky country, covered only by short brown turf from
which the sheep had much ado to nibble a scanty subsistence, and
decorated alone by fine hawthorns and hanging birches, except where, in
the deeper dells, the oak and elm had sought and found a friendly
shelter.
Forges and foundries, and manufactories of various kinds, have since
blackened and enlivened that part of the country; but at the period
which I speak of, the great demon of civilization had not gone forth,
with a smoky chimney in one hand, and a steaming kettle in the other,
equalizing and vulgarizing the whole earth; and a tract of about forty
miles in length, and from ten to fifteen in breadth, was left upon the
side of those hills, if not without any sign of man's habitation, at
least without any sign of his arts, except, indeed, the patriarchal one
of sheep-feeding. Here and there, in the nooks and dells, indeed, an
old farm-house, which perhaps might boast a few acres of corn land
around it, showed the dwelling-place of the great sheep farmer, who,
riding over the hills adjacent, might generally say, "I am monarch of
all I survey." But these had never been many; and the loneliness of the
situation, an increasing taste for towns and luxuries, and various
changes in the state of society, on which it is not worth while to
dwell, had diminished the amount of inhabitants to even a smaller
number than it had once contained. Two farms had often been joined in
one; some of them were untenanted, and encroached upon by their
neighbours; some of the few-houses that did exist were vacant, and some
were tumbling down.
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