It commands truly a grand view of wooded hills and deep valleys dashed with the sheen of ripened grain.
The next day I passed through a good sample section of England's wealth and industry.

Mansions and parks of the gentry, hill, valley, wheat-fields, meadows of the most vivid green; crops luxuriant in most picturesque alternations; in a word, the whole a vista of the richest agricultural scenery.

And yet out of the brightest and broadest fields of wheat, barley and oats, towered up the colliery chimneys in every direction, like good-natured and swarthy giants smoking their pipes complacently and "with comfortable breasts" in view of the goodly scene.

The golden grain grew thick and tall up to the very pit's mouth.

In the sun-light above and gas-light below human industry was plying its differently- bitted implements.