Here are a few that I have noticed: "The Three Jolly Butchers," "The Old Mash Tub," "The Old Mermaid," "The Old Malt Shovel," "The Chequers," "The Dog-in- Doublet," "Bishop Boniface," "The Spotted Cow," "The Green Dragon," "The Three Horseshoes," "The Bird-in-Hand," "The Spare Rib," "The Old Cock," "Pop goes the Weasel." There are wide spaces between these names which may be filled up from actual life with numbers of equal uniqueness.

But it is not in architecture nor in name that the country inn presents its most attractive characteristic.

These features merely specialise its outward corporeity.

The living, brightening, all-pervading soul of the establishment is the LANDLADY.

Let her name be written in capitals evermore.