CHAPTER XI.
THE MILLER OF HOUGHTON--AN HOUR IN HUNTINGDON--OLD HOUSES-- WHITEWASHED TAPESTRY AND WORKS OF ART--"THE OLD MERMAID" AND "THE GREEN MAN"-- TALK WITH AGRICULTURAL LABORERS--THOUGHTS ON THEIR CONDITION, PROSPECTS, AND POSSIBILITIES.
After a little more than a week's visit in St.Ives and neighboring villages, I again resumed my staff and set out in a westerly direction, in order to avoid the flat country which lay immediately northward for a hundred miles and more.

Followed the north bank of the Ouse to Huntingdon.

On the way, I stopped and dined with a gentleman in Houghton whose hospitality and good works are well known to many Americans.

The locality mentioned is so identified with his name, that they will understand whom I mean.

There was a good and tender-hearted man who lived in our Boston, called Deacon Grant; and I hope he is living still.