The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-03-27

l should look up some OF the lovely
spots in England itself 1t was need
less to point out to him that had done
so for years. Therefore, instead of an
swering the fool according to his folly,
as should have done, / said:
"If your remarks mean anything,
they indicate that you know some such
spot that is worth visiting. Tell me
where it is and l will go there"
So this idiot, much pleased at being
treated kindly, instead of being assas-
sinated, as he should have been, said
that of all places on this earth the
Three Crows inn at Suffering -Bodley
was the quaintest and most charming.
1t was two or three hundred years old,
and things in the village of Suffering
Bodley were now just about where
they were in Queen Elizabeth's time.
The place was about two and half
hours from London by fast train
north to particular place, then you
change trains and get on doddering
little railway that finally lands you in
Suffering -Bodley.
may say right here that l am not
going to give the place its proper name,
first, because l don't wish to be sued
for libel by the proprietor of the Three
Crows inn; and secondly, because hate
no man sufficiently to lure him to such
q spot as Suffering -Bodley.
Suffice it to say that l reached the
little station of Suffering Bodley at
about six o'clock in the evening, and it
was then reasonably dark and getting
darker every minute. Nobody else got
off the train, and as saw the last car
riage depart, glaring at me with its
baleful red light, there crept over me a
feeling that ! had made mistake.
There was hopelessly barren look
about the railway station that chilled
the bones The night was cold and the
rain was falling gently. had noticed
before the daylight entirely ceased
that the whole country through which
the train was running was flooded and
the place round about was deplorably
flat, whereas my idea of picturesque
spot includes hills.
l said to the surprised station master
when gave up my ticket:
''Where is the village?"
(Which village, sir?' he answered.
(which? did not know there were
two"
Yes" he said. "There are two.
There is Suffering Bodley to the south
and Gameleg-Warrington to the
north
"Then the station, take it, is in
neither of them?"
"Oh, bless you, no, sir" said the
station master. "Stuttering-Bodley Is
three miles to the south and Gameleg-
Warrington is four miles to the north. "
"Well," said in dismay, IF / had
been engineering this railway could
have hit either place q little closer
than that understand that the vii
Lagos are not chickens, apd have been
here since Elizabeth's time2'
He admitted that this was true, and
that the railway, taken rs whole,
was newer than either Of the places.
"Does the Three Crows tavern"
asked, "ever send . bus here TO meet
the trains?"
''Oh, bless you, NO, SIR said the
station master.
SIS there any place near by whore
could hire conveyanceT
"You could get cart" he answered
sat Gameleg- Warrington"
suspected tho station master wal
polxing fun at me, though he said thil
quite seriously. It was not to be sup
posed that q man would walk foul
miles there and then drive four milei
back in order to be carried three miles
care there any turns in the road,
said l, between here and Suffering
Bodley?"
''Oh, no, sir" answered the station
master. ''You can't miss your way
SIR"
When man in England says that
you may know that it Is q PARTICULAR.
difficult road to find.
stopped along the muddy highway
carrying q handbag. The night go
darker and darker, still ! could see OF