The Slowcoach

a caravan, and a horse, and a driver, and a dog, and maps, and a mapmeasurer (do you know what they're called?-they're calle

where he or she wanted to go, but that was merely a

then, he said, he could look them up from time to time if they made a permanent cam

inerary (as she called it) that emb

and camp under the downs at n

e White Horse that Tom Hughes scoured and wrote about." And he

caravan," she said, "and I would much rather you decide

een there, and now was a chance, and because for many years "

see the sun rise at Stonehenge, and cast

, as it is called-the old ground on Broad Half-penny Down where they used to play c

orcestershire, because she had always wanted t

ertime o

they sound

he shires th

les far

noise

a Sunda

and I wo

e coloured

the lar

s in th

es! She talked so enthusiastically and prettily about it that she quite won over Robert, who decided that Bredon would be quite as interesting as Salisb

g-ground at Sheppey, which is in a totally different direction,

Avon. To see Stratford-on-Avon-that was her idea: to walk through the same streets as her beloved

extension to Bredon Hill as the farthest point away, returning by way of Cheltenham and Cirencester to Faringdon (fo

ing at Oxford, as was proposed, they would be three or four days in getting to Stratford, and two days there; three days more, at the most, in getting to

all ready for the children to join him on the Wednesday morning. They should go down to O

caravan on the next morning on

in the green meadows on the banks of the Stour. At Stratford they would find Mrs. Avory waiting for them, and stay with her at the Shakespeare Hotel for a day or so. By that time they would know exactly how much or how little they liked the caravan, and what th

for; he was to drive and to look after the horse and sleep as near the caravan as coul

as the guide and geographer; he kept the maps. He was also the telegraphist. Mary Rotheram, who had taken lessons in cooking, was chief cook, and she was to be helped by Janet. Jack was superintenden

e refused, should go on and ask leave of the farmers on whose land it was proposed to rest the ca

e great holes in the sovereign box. Janet and Mary Rotheram sat for hours over t

ard ought we to take?

y, two penny ones would

enpence save

ns, how long

rick sausages, don't yo

loaves do eight p

net, at the le

Kink?" Jane

then, if not six, t

the best part of

thing into a stew, can't

pepper into a thing, is there a

meat is too tough;" and privately she instructed Kink to keep an eye on their eating. "They must eat, Kink, don't forget. Never mind

ert had found in one of his father's Road Books, of which there were many in the library, and had carefully traced. It was called Britannia Depicta; OR, "Ogilby" Improved, 1753, and, so that you may see what kind of help Kink was offered, I have had the map reproduced here. Ki

he start was the greater part of adult Chiswick and all its children, who filled the street opposite "The Gables" and cheered. Kink

. Scott's was a large bundle of firelighters and twelve dozen boxes of matches.

with him an envelope. "This envelope," he said, "is not to be op

ip, Moses strained at the collar, the Slowcoach creaked he