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276 falling out with each other. The arbour in which Charles sat and read on that memorable Sunday, stands on a mound several feet high in the garden, and looks as if it might have been half a century old when he occupied it. The tree called "Charles's Oak" must not only have come from a scion or acorn of the one in which he hid, but must be many rods nearer the house than the original, which was evidently in the middle of a dense wood or grove, and probably half-way between the Boscobel house and the White Ladies. The house is now owned by a family of maiden ladies residing in Derbyshire, by the name of Evans, who appreciate all its historical interest and preserve it for the public.

Having spent an hour at this corner milestone of English history, we continued our walk through Brewood, stopping to see the large church in that snug little town, which has a long and respectable history of its own. It is really an edifice worth not only stopping, but going some distance, to see; for it ranks for size, architecture, and lofty spire with the first class of provincial churches. It contains many ancient monuments of the leading families of the district, such as the Giffards, Fowkes, and Moretons. Brewood became a market town in 1221, under a patent given to Bishop Cornhill, of Lichfield, and ever since that day it has had a continuous population of all