The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1892-07-30

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bright aud glowing Malvern, set high
up againAt tho glorious Malvern hlIls'
Il Is tho qutetest, handsomest, snnnics!,
smallest, LATEST inland resort IN al
England. Thousands arc hore, Dut
there Is no clbowinG, no jostling, no
hurrying. Everybody saunters, do1cs,
dreams. a seno OF lazy, unconstralncd
ENJOYMENT broods over tho entire place
and region. The waters and tho noun
tain dir bring all tho people here. but
thcSe are not title OF tho attractions.
4 ten minutes walk upon the hills
and YOU are in rural England rs the
poets sing Of 1t. Fruit troes shaEe
their blossoms or their fruit in showers
uport tho grass in odd hooks aud cor
ners OF struggling hamlets. Each farm
house and eotter's cottage stands in its
owl, orchard, brilliant with tho sprays
OF pink and white, or with balls oil rus
cot and gold, according 70 the season.
Chatlinches and robins arc among the
moses in all these orchards. BLACK
birds and thrushcs arc everywhere IN
tho thick strawberries OF the gardens
and in the tangled hedgerows and cop,
pices. Wrens, hedge warblcrs and
other tiny birds are in the matted
grasses, by the hedgerows and by the
shaded runnels in the bitches
Everywhere, too, are the irregular
sllaued meadows, with their fantastic
hooks and corners and their sweet rich
heritage, where dairy cows and cattle
"feeding up" for tho butcher pass their
tranquil lives literally in clover. There
is always sure 10 be pretty pool under
tho clump OF trees Mt one corner, or q
shallow stream ripping gently along at
one side, singing its way TO the valleys
from the hills.
Not eight miles away are the spires
and towers Of quaint old cathedral
city. This is ancient Worcester, that
earned It's title OF the faithful city" in
the time Of the commonwealth in so
yaliantly holding out against Cromwell
for the king. Young Charles watched
the last great battle from tho cathedral
tower until the Citizens, yainly beating
back the invaders, gave him time to
make lis escape. Cromwell revenged
tho plucky resistance not so like a
butcher az at Droghcda, but enough to
leave the fair old city almost silent and
deserted for years, while only the fowls
Of the air gathered in its roohess and
windowlesS cathedral.
In Worcester the old and the new
ucheyerywhere. Interesting among
that which is old arc two OF the most
noteworthy monuments in England,
within the cathedral. One is that Of
King John, the earliest royal ethgy in
any OF the English churches. The other
is the monument to Bishop Hough, OF
MagdaIen college celebrity, whom
James II succeeded in making the Eng
lish thoroughly remember.
This mingling OF the old and new is
notably characteristic Of Worcester;
There are bustling streets with broad
payements aud busy river wharves.
There are noble bridges. big warehouses
and bigger manufactures with tall
chimneys, and long rows OF brick cot
tares for workmen, which may possess
comfort, but which have a bideous
sameness and 'dreariness about them,
But tire are broad streets. sharply
turning odd corners and losing them
selves in the quecrest OF lanes running
up and down the hills. There are
weather stained buildings, sacred and
municipal, preserved or restored, or
partially rebuilt. There is one vener-
able fortified gateway, and another
graceful medieval arch, while there are
streets and wynds and closes with an
tiauated names like Forgate and Fry
ars. So, too, there arc many, many
timbered houses with those fine old
open galleries which used to look down
upon the courtyards OF inns and hostel.
ries-when wagoners and cartmen liked
to keep an eye onthelr goods and guests
shouted for servants instead OF ringing
for them.
But the quaintest, sweetest place in
all the Uotswold and Malvern hills is
ancient Broadway. Broadway street is
lis old and pleasant name, derived from
that great road or trackway leading
from the west OF England to London
and the east cost, and here anciently
called the "Bradweia," from the shep-
herds "cottesS6n the mounted wilds
down TO the most fruitful wales OF Eve.
aham."
Il is one long, wide, struggling street,
with large, open, triangular green, at
one end branching into two great roads,
one to Cheltenham and one to Eve
sham. All its houses are picturesque.
Indeed, here is one OF the few ancient
stone built villages OF olden England,
left precisely Us its,makers built it all
the way from 800 to 500 years ago, and
without single mark of modern "im-
proyement' upon 1t. On every side arc
high pitched, gabled roofs, with won:
dertut stone and iron finals, muliioned
windows and bays, loaded easements
containing the original glass, and huge,
tall, stone chimney stucks-al weathered
to most beautiful colors. Low stone
walls in front enclose little old world
gardens with clipped md fancifully
shaped yew trees.
There are two ofthe quaintest inns in
England hero. Coaches have run to
and from them, as now, for hundreds OF
years; for Broadway is beyond the
sound OF tho railway, and tho restful
hostelries abound in interesting bits OF
detail, old oak doors and hinges, old
glass and easement fastenings and most
curious chimney pieces, plaster cell
ings and paneled rooms. Every house
las fat-hcaded, nulliched windows,
with massive wood lintcls inside and
huge baull;s OF oak, roughly squared
and nodded over tho ingles and fire.
places. Near the village green is tho
old "Grango" Of the abbots Of Peshorc;
in an old house ut one end OF tho village
colonies OF artists, some from our own
country, annually como andlive in what
they call "In Paradise" and from tho
summit OF broadway hill not only can
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