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should cross the Severn, which, at this place, is a broad and rapid river. It happened also, most unfortunately for Glendower, that the water was at this time exceedingly high. There is a ford at
Shelton, by which, at other seasons, he would have been able to cross the river, but now it was impossible. The bridges at Shrewsbury were com
manded by the king; and he had nothing to do but to halt his army on the banks of the Severn, though he could see Hotspur's forces quite plainly on the opposite side, and though he knew that the king was wishing to bring on a battle.
8. The tradition of the country says that Glendower mounted the large oak tree,. of which we give an engraving, and that he saw from thence the battle of Shrewsbury. The story is most probably true. If Glendower really arrived at this spot, and could not get over the river on account of a flood (of which fact there seems to be no doubt), it is not at all unlikely that he mounted up into the tree. Battle-field church can now be seen very plainly from the bank of the river. It is not much more than three miles off; and at the time the battle was fought, the country was perhaps much more open than it is at present, and there were few hedges to shut out the view; so that Glendower might easily have seen what was going on between the two armies; and it must have been very mortifying to him to see the troops of his friend Hotspur totally defeated.
9. From the present appearance of the tree, there is no difficulty in believing that it is old enough to have been of a considerable size in the year 1403. Oaks are known to live to a much greater age than this; and there are documents which prove that the Shelton oak was a fine large tree some centuries ago. It is still perfectly alive, and bears some hundreds of acorns every year,
though it has great marks of age, and is so hollow in the inside, that it seems to stand on little more than a circle of bark. At least six or eight persons might stand within it.
MELBOURNE AND ITS
1. I LIKED Melbourne very much. From the place where we landed it took us about a quarter of an hour to reach the town by rail. The anchorage was very disagreeable, in consequence of a heavy swell which set into the bay and converted it into a restless sea.
2. Melbourne would be thought a fine town anywhere, but, considering its youth, it deserves to be called a very fine town indeed. The streets are broad, the public buildings are large and handsome, and so are the churches and the banks. In the town, or adjoining it, there are pretty gardens and parks, while the suburbs, largely composed of villas, stretch away to the south and east for a long distance, and are made accessible by constantly running trains.
3. The town is built on the American plan, that is to say the streets run off at right angles to each other. Along both sides of those streets. which look one way, streams of running water flow
beside the kerb-stones. In rainy weather these streams become swollen, and rush along with much speed and violence; indeed, it is not uncommon for a cab-horse to refuse to cross them. In former days, before little iron bridges were put up, 'another child drowned' was a common occurrence. Even while we were there we read in the morning paper about a woman who tumbled in and was carried away by the stream, and drowned before any one could come to her rescue. In hot weather these streams give a peculiar and pleasant look to the streets, and serve also to cool the air.
4. I intended going out into the country to visit a friend of mine, so, at ten o'clock in the evening we got into a coach which was very much like an omnibus. There was only one other passenger, and we lay and slept upon the mailbags, of which there was quite a cargo. When I awoke the sun was shining bright and warm, the sky was clear and blue, and the coach was rumbling along at a good pace through a flat and open country covered with yellow grass. On this sheep and cattle were contentedly grazing. The sunshine sparkled everywhere on the dew-covered grass and the foliage; the piebald 'piping crows' mingled their flute-like bubblings with the harsher screams of the yellow-crested cockatoos, and the prolonged haa, haa, haa, of the 'laughing jackasses,' and amid these sights and sounds we rolled along into a neat little wooden village.
5. Here we were glad to get a wash and a good
breakfast, and then resume our journey in a light one-horse vehicle which my friend had sent to meet us. We soon left the high road and took to a 'bush' road. These bush roads go straight as an arrow all over the country, through anybody's property, and are the public highways for vast herds of cattle and sheep travelling to market.
6. During the first hour's drive, every mile seemed a repetition of the last. The country was everywhere flat, and was everywhere fenced off into immense fields called 'paddocks;' the grass was long and coarse-looking, and dead gum-trees, bleached and white, were lying about in all directions. We jolted along between mile after mile of post and rail fences, seeing now and then a few sheep in a paddock, and now and then a kangaroo.
7. As we drove on, the boundless paddocks became rich fields of grass and clover, on which flocks of sheep and droves of cattle were browsing. And now the fields soon became an almost English-looking park; the grass was short and green, the gum-trees were large and healthy, and not far off, on the crest of a hillock, was the pretty cottage of my friend. It was backed by trees and shrubbery, below it was the farm and the stables, and behind it were various outhouses. In front a grass bank dipped into a field in which were a number of splendid sheep, and beyond that were more fields, all lightly sprinkled with gum
8. We received a hearty welcome and stayed