channel, so far as this world's troubles were concerned, and her
days were ended, in her eighty-fifth year, in comparative peace."

"During one of my Motor Campaigns to Nottingham," The General wrote
on another occasion, "my car took me over the Trent, the dear old
river along whose banks I used to wander in my boyhood days,
sometimes poring over Young's _Night Thoughts_, reading Henry Kirke
White's _Poems_, or, as was frequently the case before my
conversion, with a fishing-rod in my hand.

"In those days angling was my favourite sport. I have sat down on
those banks many a summer morning at five o'clock, although I
rarely caught anything. An old uncle ironically used to have a
plate with a napkin on it ready for my catch waiting for me on my
return.

"And then the motor brought us to the ancient village of Wilford,
with its lovely old avenues of elms fringing the river.

"There were the very meadows in which we children used to revel
amongst the bluebells and crocuses which, in those days, spread out
their beautiful carpet in the spring-time, to the unspeakable
delight of the youngsters from the town.

"But how changed the scene! Most of these rural charms had fled,
and in their places were collieries and factories, and machine
shops, and streets upon streets of houses for the employes of the
growing town. We were only 60,000 in my boyhood, whereas the
citizens of Nottingham to-day number 250,000.