YALE UNIVERSITY LIBRARY Bought with the income of the ANN S. FARNAM FUND RURAL RIDES, &c. RURAL RIDES 3n tbe Counties of SURREY, KENT. SUSSEX, HANTS, BERKS, OXFORD, BUCKS, WILTS. SOMERSET, GLOUCESTER, HEREFORD, SALOP, WORCESTER, STAFFORD, LEICESTER, HERTFORD, ESSEX, SUFFOLK, NORFOLK, CAMBRIDGE, HUNTINGDON, NOTTINGHAM, LINCOLN, YORK, LANCASTER, DURHAM, AND NORTHUMBERLAND, DURING THE YEARS 1821 TO iSjs: XUitb Economical and fl>oiftical ©b.ervatlons. BY THE LATE WILLIAM COBBETT, M.P. FOR OLDHAM. A NEW EDITION, WITH NOTES, BY PITT COBBETT, VICAR OF CROFTON, HANTS- VOL. II. LONDON REEVES AND TURNER 1908 [All rights reserved] RURAL RIDES, &c. RIDE, FROM BURGHCLERE TO PETERSFIELD. Hurstboitrne Tarrant [or Uphusband), Monday, "jth November, 1825. We came off from Burghclere yesterday afternoon, crossing Lord Carnarvon's park, going out of it on the west side of Beacon Hill, and sloping away to our right over the downs towards Woodcote. The afternoon was singularly beautiful. The downs (even the poorest of them) are perfectly green : the sheep on the downs look, this year, like fatting sheep ; we came through a fine flock of ewes, and, looking round us, we saw, all at once, seven flocks, on different parts of the downs, each flock on an average, containing at least 500 sheep. It is about six miles from Burghclere to this place ; and, we made it about twelve ; not in order to avoid the turnpike- road ; but, because we do not ride about to see turnpike-roads ; and, moreover, because I had seen this most monstrously- hilly turnpike-road before. We came through a village called Woodcote, and another, called Binley. I never saw any inhabited places more recluse than these. Yet into these, the -all-searching eye of the taxing Thing reaches. Its Exciseman can tell it, what is doing even in the little odd corner of Binley; for even there I saw, over the door of a place, not half so good as the place in which my fowls roost, " Licensed to deal in tea and tobacco." Poor, half-starved wretches of Binley ! The hand of taxation, the collection for the sinecures VOL. II. A Rural Ride from and pensions, must fix its nails even in them, who really appeared too miserable to be called by the name of people. Yet there was one whom the taxing Thing had licensed (good God 1 licensed 1) to serve out cat-lap to these wretched creatures ! x And, our impudent and ignorant newspaper scribes, talk of the degraded state of the people of Spain I Im pudent impostors ! Can they show a group so wretched, so miserable, so truly enslaved as this, in all Spain ? No : and those of them who are not sheer fools know it well. But, there would have been misery equal to this in Spain, if the Jews and Jobbers could have carried the Bond-scheme into effect. The people of Spain were, through the instrumen tality of patriot-loan makers, within an inch of being made as " enlightened " as the poor, starving things of Binley. They would soon have had people " licensed " to make them pay : the Jews for permission to chew tobacco, or to have a light in their dreary abodes. The people of Spain were preserved from this by the French army, for which the Jews cursed the French army ; and the same army put an end to those " bonds," by means of which pious Protestants hoped to be able to get at the convents in Spain, and thereby put down " idolatry " in that country. These bonds seem now not to 1 Tea is supposed to have been first introduced into Europe by the Dutch A.D. 1610. It was rarely used in England until 1657, at which time it was sold for £6, and even ^io, per lb. From 1660 to 1689, a duty was levied on the drink made with tea, at the rate of 8d. per gallon ; but at the latter date a duty of 5s. per lb. (together with 5 per cent, ad valorem) was levied. For many years the duties, although continual y changed, were always very high, and were levied both by the Customs and the Excise. In 1836 one uniform rate of 2s. id. per lb was levied. In 1865 the duty was reduced to 6d. per lb., at which it still remains. Licences to sell tea were abolished in 1869. The consumption of tea in 1S81 was as follows : Great Britain United States Australia . Million* lbs. . 167 • 7* 14 Oz. per in habitant. "3 218l Russia Various , • • 37 . 114 7 Tota . 4°4 Burghclere to Petersfield. be worth a farthing ; and so, after all, the Spanish people will have no one " licensed " by the Jews to make them pay for turning the fat of their sheep into candles and soap. These poor creatures that I behold here, pass their lives amidst flocks of sheep ; but, never does a morsel of mutton enter their lips. A labouring man told me, at Binley, that he had not tasted meat since harvest ; and his looks vouched for the statement. Let the Spaniards come and look at this poor, shotten-herring of a creature : and then let them estimate what is due to a set of "enlightening" and loan-making "patriots." Old Fortescue says that " the English are clothed in good woollens " throughout," and that they have "plenty of flesh of all sorts "to eat." Yes; but at this time, the nation was not mort gaged. The " enlightening " Patriots would have made Spain what England now is. The people must never more, after a few years, have tasted mutton, though living surrounded with flocks of sheep. Easton, near Winchester, Wednesday Evening, tyh A ov. I intended to go from Uphusband to Stonehenge, thence to Old Sarum, and thence through the New Forest, to South ampton and Botley, and thence across into Sussex, to see Up- Park and Cowdry House. But, then, there must be no loss of time: I must -adhere to a certain route as strictly as a regiment on a march. I had written the route : and Laver- stock, after seeing Stonehenge and Old Sarum, was to be the resting-place of yesterday (Tuesday) : but when it came, it brought rain with it after a white frost on Monday. It was likely to rain again to-day. It became necessary to change the route, as I must get to London by a certain day; and so the first day, on the new route, brought us here. I had been three times at Uphusband before, and had, as my readers will, perhaps, recollect, described the bourn here, or the brook. It has, in general, no water at all in it, from August to March. There is the bed of a little river ; but no water. In March, or thereabouts, the water begins to boil up, Rtiral Ride from in thousands upon thousands of places, in the little narrow meadows, just above the village ; that is to say a little higher up the valley. When the chalk hills are full; when the chalk will hold no more water; then it comes out at the lowest spots near these immense hills and becomes a rivulet first, and then a river. But, until this visit to Uphusband (or Hurst- bourn Tarrant, as the map calls it), little did I imagine, that this rivulet, dry half the year, was the head of the river Teste, which, after passing through Stockbridge and Romsey, falls into the sea near Southampton. We had to follow the bed of this river to Bourne ; but there the water begins to appear ; and it runs all the year long about a mile lower down. Here it crosses Lord Portsmouth's out-park, and our road took us the same way to the village called Down- Husband, the scene (as the broad-sheet tells us) of so many of that Noble Lord's ringing and cart-driving exploits. Here we crossed the London and Andover road, and leaving Andover to our right and Whitchurch to our left, we came on to Long Parish, where, crossing the water, we came up again to that high country, which continues all across to Winchester. After passing Bullington, Sutton, and Wonston, we veered away from Stoke-Charity, and came across the fields to the high down, whence you see Winchester, or rather the Cathe dral; for, at this distance, you can distinguish nothing else clearly. As we had to come to this place, which is three miles up the river Itchen from Winchester, we crossed the Winchester and Basingstoke road at King's Worthy. This brought us, before we crossed the river, along through Martyr's Worthy, so long the seat of the Ogles, and now, as I observed in mv last Register, sold to a general, or colonel These Ogles had been deans, I believe ; or prebends, or something of that sort and the one that used to live here had been, and was when he died, an "admiral." However, this last one, "Sir Charles" the loyal address mover, is my man for the present. We saw down by the water-side, opposite to "Sir Charles's" late family mansion, a beautiful strawberry garden, capable of being Burghclere to Petersfield. watered by a branch of the Itchen which comes close by it, and which is, I suppose, brought there on purpose. Just by, on the greensward, under the shade of very fine trees, is an alcove, wherein to sit to eat the strawberries, coming from the little garden- just mentioned, and met by bowls of cream coming from a little milk-house, shaded by another clump a little lower down the stream. What delight ! What a ter restrial paradise ! " Sir Charles" might be very frequently in this paradise,, while that Sidmouth, whose Bill he so applauded, had many men shut up in loathsome dungeons ! Ah, well ! " Sir Charles," those very men may, perhaps, at this very moment, envy neither you nor Sidmouth ; no, nor Sidmouth's son and heir, even though Clerk of the Pells. At any rate, it is not likely that " Sir Charles " will sit again in this paradise, contemplating another loyal address, to carry to a county meeting ready engrossed on parchment, to be presented by Fleming and supported by Lockhart and the " Hampshire Parsons." I think I saw, as I came along, the new owner of the estate. It seems that he bought it "stock and fluke" as the sailors call it; that is to say, that he bought movables and the whole. He appeared to me to be a keen man. I can't find out where he comes from, or what he, or his father, has been. I like to see the revolution going on ; but I like to be able to trace the parties a little more closely. " Sir Charles," the royal address gentleman, lives in London, I hear. I will, I think, call upon him (if I can find him out) when I get back, and ask how he does now? There is one Holiest, a George Holiest, who figured pretty bigly on that same loyal address day. This man is become quite an inoffensive harmless creature. If we were to have another county meeting, he would not, I think, threaten to put the sash down upon any body's bead ! Oh ! Peel, Peel, Peel ! Thy bill, oh, Peel, did sicken them so ! Let us, oh, thou offspring of the great Spinning Jenny promoter, who subscribed ten thousand pounds towards the late " glorious " war ; who was, after that. made a Baronet, and whose biographers (in the Baronetage) Rural Ride from tell the world, that he had a "presentiment that he should be the founder of a family." Oh, thou, thou great Peel, do thou let us have only two more years of thy Bill ! Or, oh, great Peel, Minister of the interior, do thou let us have repeal of Corn Bill ! Either will do, great Peel. We shall then see such modest 'squires, and parsons looking so queer! How ever, if thou wilt not listen to us, great Peel, we must, perhaps, (and only perhaps) wait a little longer. It is sure to come at last, and to come, too, in the most efficient way.1 The water in the Itchen is, they say, famed for its clearness. As I was crossing the river the other day, at Avington, I told Richard to look at it, and I asked him if he did not think it very clear. I now find, that this has been remarked by very ancient writers. I see, in a newspaper just received, an account of dreadful fires in New Brunswick. It is curious, that, in my Register of the 29th October (dated from Chil- worth in Surrey,) I should have put a question, relative to 1 It may be interesting to note the effects of the repeal of the Corn Laws, by the prodigious increase in the imports of grain from 1828 to the present time. The average grain imports into the United Kingdom fur the 10 years ending 1850 were 5 million bushels. 1840 ,, 8 n 1850 ,, 3' „ ,, i860 ,, 78 » 1870 ,, 127 n » »88o 11 229 u In 1881 >» 256 The average price of wheat above period was as follows : — at intervals of 10 years throughout the S. d. In 1830 . 64 3 , 1840 . 66 4 „ 1850 . 49 3 „ i860 . 53 3 „ 1S70 . 40 ti „ 1880 . 44 4 „ 1882 ¦ 45 ' While, at the present time (November i 884!, at a Conl erence inst „»M in London, to "consider the present agricultural crisis," the chairman (Mr (1. Judd) stated that after the late splendid season, with fine corn weiehinff 65 lbs. to the bushel, it only fetched 32s. per quarter. s * Burghclere to Petersfield. the White-Clover, the Huckleberries, or the Raspberries, which start up after the burning down of woods in America. These fires have been at two places which I saw when there were hardly any people in the whole country; and, if there never had been any people there to this day, it would have been a good thing for England. Those colonies are a dead expense without a possibility of their ever being of any use, There are, I see, a church and a barrack destroyed. And, why a barrack? What ! were there bayonets wanted already to keep the people in order ? For, as to an enemy, where was he to come from? And, if there really be an enemy any where there about, woulH it not be a wise way to leave the worth less country to him, to use it after his own way? I was at that very Fredericton, where they say thirty houses and thirty- nine barns have now been burnt. I can remember, when there was no more thought, of there ever being a barn there, than there is now thought of there being economy in our Govern: ment. The English money used to be spent prettily in that country. What- do we want with armies, and barracks and chaplains in those woods? What does any body want with them; but we, above all the rest of the world? There is nothing there, no house, no barrack, no wharf, nothing, but what is bought with taxes raised on the half-starving people of England. What do we want with these wildernesses? Ahi but, they are wanted by creatures who will not work in Eng land, and whom this fine system of ours, sends out into those woods to live in idleness upon the fruit of English labour. The soldier, the commissary, the barrack-master, all the whole tribe, no matter under what name; what keeps them? They are paid "by Government;" and I wish, that we constantly bore in mind, that the "Government" pays our money. It is, to be sure, sorrowful to hear of such fires and such dreadr ful effects proceeding from them ; but to me, it is beyond all measure more sorrowful to see the labourers of England worse fed than the convicts in the gaols ; and, I know very well, that these worthless and jobbing colonies have assisted to .bring England into this horrible state. The honest labouring man 8 Rural Ride from is allowed (aye, by the magistrates) less food than the felon ir the goal ; and the felon is clothed and has fuel ; and the labouring man has nothing allowed for these. These worth less colonies, which find places for people that the Thing pro vides for, have helped to produce this dreadful state in Eng land. Therefore, any assistance the sufferers should never have from me, while I could find an honest and industrious English labourer (unloaded with a family too) fed worse than a felon in the gaols ; and this I can find in every part of the country. . Peter sfield, Friday Evening, \lth November. We lost another day at Easton; the whole of yesterday, it having rained the whole day; so that we could not have come an inch but in the wet We started, therefore, this morning, coming through the Duke of Buckingham's Park, at Avington, which is close by Easten, and on the same side of the Itchen. This is a very beautiful place. The house is close down at the edge of the meadow land ; there is a lawn before it, and a pond, supplied by the Itchen, at the end of the lawn, and bounded by the park on the other side. The hi^h road, through the park, goes very near to this water; and we saw thousands of wild-ducks in the pond, or sitting round on the green edges of it, while, on one side of the pond, the hares and pheasants were moving about upon a gravel walk on the side of a very fine plantation. We looked down upon all this from a rising ground, and the water, like a looking-glass, showed us the trees, and even the animals. This is certainly one of the verv prettiest spots in the world. The wild water-fowl seem to take particular delight in this place. There are a great many at Lord Carnarvon's; but, there the water is much larger and the ground about it comparatively rude and coarse. Here, at Avington, every thing is in such beautiful order • the lawn, before the house, is of the finest green, and most neatly kept ; and, the edge of the pond (which is.of several acres)^ is as smooth as if it formed part of a bowling-green. To see Burghclere to Petersfield. so many wild-fowl, in a situation where every thing is in the parterre-order, has a most pleasant effect on the mind ; and Richard and I, like Pope's cock in the farm-yard, could not help thanking the Duke and Duchess for having generously made such, ample provision for our pleasure, and that, too, merely to please us as we were passing along. Now, this is the advantage of going about on horseback. On foot, the fatigue is too great, and you go too slowly. In any sort of carriage, you cannot get into the real country places. To travel in stage coaches is to be hurried along by force, in a box, with an air-hole in it, and constantly exposed to broken limbs, the danger being much greater than that of ship-board, and the noise much more disagreeable, while the company is frequently not a great deal more to one's liking. From this beautiful spot we had to mount gradually the downs to the southward ; but, it is impossible to quit the vale of the Itchen without one more look back at it. To form a just estimate of its real value, and that of the lands near it, it is only necessary to know, that, from its source, at Bishop's Sutton, this river has, on its two banks, in the distance of nine miles (before it reaches Winchester) thirteen parish churches. There must have been some people to erect these churches. It is not true, then, that Pitt and George III. created the English nation, notwithstanding all that the Scotch feelosofers are ready to swear about the matter. In short, there can be no doubt in the mind of any rational man, that in the time of the Plantagenets, England was, out of all com parison, more populous than it is now. When we began to get up towards the Downs, we, to our great surprise, saw them covered with Snow.. "Sad times coming on for poor Sir Glory,"1 said I to Richard. "Why?" said Dick. It was too cold to talk much ; and, besides, a great sluggishness in his horse made us both rather serious. 1 Alluding to Sir Francis Burdett, M.P. for Westminster, who was called, by his admirers, the " Pride of Westminster," and hence nicknamed by the Author "Sir Glory." i o Rural Ride from The horse had been too hard ridden at Burghclere, and had got cold. This made us change our route again, and instead of going over the downs towards Hambledon, in our way to see the park and the innumerable hares and pheasants of Sir Harry Featherstone, we pulled away more to the left, to go through Bramdean, and so on to Petersfield, contracting greatly our intended circuit. And, besides, I had never seen Bramdean, the spot on which, it is said, Alfred fought his last great and glorious battle with the Danes. A fine country for a battle sure enough ! We stopped at the village to bait our horses ; and, while we were in the public-house, an Exciseman came and rummaged it all over, taking an account of the various sorts of liquor in it, having the air of a complete master of the premises, while a very pretty and modest girl waited on him to produce the divers bottles, jars, and kegs. I wonder whether Alfred had a thought of anything like this, when he was clearing England from her oppressors ? A little to our right, as we came along, we left the village of Kimston, where 'Squire Grseme once lived, as was before related. Here, too, lived a 'Squire Ridge, a famous fox- hunter, at a great mansion, now used as a farm-house ; and it is curious enough, that this 'Squire's son-in-law, one Gunner, an attorney at Bishop's Waltham, is steward to the man who now owns the estate. Before we got to Petersfield, we called at an old friend's and got some bread and cheese and small beer, which we preferred to strong. In approaching Petersfield we began to descend from the high chalk-country, which (with the ex ception of the valleys of the Itchen and the Teste) had lasted us from Uphusband (almost the north-west point of the county) to this place, which is not far from the south-east point of it. Here we quit flint and chalk and downs and take to sand, clay, hedges, and coppices ; and here, on the verge of Hampshire, we begin again to see those endless little bubble-formed hills that we before saw round the foot of Hindhead. We have got in in very good time, and got, at the Dolphin, good stabling for our horses. . The waiters an