So, putting the two articles of luxury and consumption together, it is rather ahead of Banbury with its cakes.
On Monday, August 11th, I resumed my walk northward, and passed through a very highly cultivated and interesting section.

About the middle of the afternoon, I reached Broughton Hill, and looked off upon the most beautiful and magnificent landscape I have yet seen in England.

It was the Belvoir Vale; and it would be worth a hundred miles' walk to see it, if that was the only way to reach it.

It lay in a half-moon shape, the base line measuring apparently about twenty miles in length.

As I sat upon the high wall of this valley, that overlooks it on the south, I felt that I was looking upon the most highly-finished piece of pre-Raphaelite artistry that could be found in the world,--the artistry of the plough, glorious and beautiful with the unconscious and involuntary pictures which patient human labor paints upon the canvas of Nature.