beauty of scenery strong enough to bring tourists and holiday
travellers. There is no cathedral there to form, with its bishops,
prebendaries, and minor canons, the nucleus of a clerical circle.
It manufactures nothing specially. It has no great horse fair, or
cattle fair, or even pig market of special notoriety. Every
Saturday farmers and graziers and buyers of corn and sheep do
congregate in a sleepy fashion about the streets, but Dillsborough
has no character of its own, even as a market town. Its chief glory
is its parish church, which is ancient and inconvenient, having not
as yet received any of those modern improvements which have of late
become common throughout England; but its parish church, though
remarkable, is hardly celebrated. The town consists chiefly of one
street which is over a mile long, with a square or market-place in
the middle, round which a few lanes with queer old names are
congregated, and a second small open space among these lanes, in
which the church stands. As you pass along the street north-west,
away from the railway station and from London, there is a steep
hill, beginning to rise just beyond the market-place. Up to that
point it is the High Street, thence it is called Bullock's Hill.
Beyond that you come to Norrington Road,--Norrington being the next
town, distant from Dillsborough about twelve miles. Dillsborough,
however, stands in the county of Rufford, whereas at the top of
Bullock's Hill you enter the county of Ufford, of which Norrington
is the assize town. The Dillsborough people are therefore divided,
some two thousand five hundred of them belonging to Rufford, and
the remaining five hundred to the neighbouring county. This
accident has given rise to not a few feuds, Ufford being a large
county, with pottery, and ribbons, and watches going on in the
farther confines; whereas Rufford is small and thoroughly
agricultural. The men at the top of Bullock's Hill are therefore