Lynchburg Virginian. [volume] (Lynchburg [Va.]) 1829-185?, 1851-07-28


Ees and gone thousa-ss q Eilss . pay
homage 70 the drrt Of him whose genius
and writings have shed undying iustre on
English literature.
The road from Hucknall TO Newsiead
Abbey lies through a wood as Wild as
some OF our American forests tits arched
with the branches and foliage OF trees for
more than mile. and several limpid streams
cross it. while frequent footpaths lead off
ut different points into the deep shade cfthe
trees. At the end of the wood it runs over
. gently sloping bill. from the top of which
the fnrreis and Gothic ruins Of the Abbey
burst upon the view. There is the lake
and every feature Of the landscape as de-
scribed by Byron. The old chancel VIII
dosy is intertwined with ivy. and the walls
look as If they would brave time and its
storms for thousand years. The building
stasds in quiet valley surrounded by halls
and
Lies perhaps little low,
Dcca,,se those monks preferred hill behind
- To shelter their devotion from the wind.
The grounds are laid out 'astefully and
there are several gardens bearing names
according to the country from which the
flowers planted in them come. One Is
called the American Garden, and there
grows luxurian,ly our wild honey suckle
and rhododendron. The oak planted by
Byron is shown as one OF the curiosities OF
the place; and in the devils wood"
deep impenetroble shade, there Is tree
with two trunks, dear to the poet and his
sister, on which he OBSERVATION-DISCLOSURES
lion the evening before he left Ncwstead
the last time and forever.
Ls are1 Ba.'s' Sept. 1914
The bark has grown over the record; and
great difficulty is experienced indecypher-
ing the date. A natural arbor formed OF
the branches Of oaks and over-hanglng IVY
is pointed to as the monks Walk" and
a pure, crystal spring called the holy well.
claims the visitors attention. Boatswain's
tomb is always visited, but beyond the
halo thrown over ii by the genius Of By
ron, there is nothing attractive about 1t.
The celebrated epiinrh is almost de-
faced, and it was only by supplying from
memory the obliterated portions that | was
able to read it. After two or three hours
spent in rambling about Newstead and
the lands adjacent | returned to Hucknall,
from whenccI iourneyed onto Nottingham,
having walked thirty miles during the day.
A long. but pleasant ramblc, and one Of
the most interesting ever had.
Below Nottingham on the Trent, here
pretty romantic stream, there is a large es
tateknown as Colwich Hall. tits the pro-
perry of the Musters' family, and the burr
al place Of Mary Chawotth. During the
reform riots in the town some years ago,at
which time Nottingham was burned, the
mob set fire to Colwich Hall, but did not
destroy it. Mrs. Musters was driven from
the house, and took refuge in the woods on
the estate. From the fright and exposure
during the night, she contracted a fever
which soon terminated her existence. She
is buried in Colwich Church, an old ivy
clad edifcc Immediately adjacent to the
Hall, and her tomb is an object of frequent
visit by tourists. She left four children,
Two Of whom are livfhg-ouc Of them a
daughter now married-and the other, a
clergyman Of the Established Church, the
eldest, who would have been heir to the
joint estates of herself and husband, died a
few years ago, leaving a son, who, by the
death ofhis grandfathcris lord Of the man
ors Of Anncslcy aud Colwich.
The Elder Mustcrs was n great hunts
man. and from all accounts, very much ola |
brute. He was tyrant to poor,which
explains the visit Of the mob TO this hail.