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"The paragraph appeared in this morning's issue," replied Smith. "An hour from the time of seeing it, my friend, Dr. Petrie, and I were entrained for Bridgwater." "Your visit delights me, gentlemen, and I should be ungrateful to question its cause; but frankly I am at a loss to understand why you should have honoured me thus.
Much courage is there in the man who will face a host with comrades beside him against odds; but more is there in the man who will go alone to certain death because thereby he will save others." Even as we talked there came riding a man from Bridgwater, going fast, yet in no great hurry as it seemed.
But this grand piece of the military topography of a battlefield where there was no battle must have its picturesque and pathetic episode, and Mr. Macaulay finds one well suited to such a novel. When Monmouth had made up his mind to attempt to surprise the royal army, Mr. That an attack was to be made under cover of the night was no secret in Bridgwater.
Wilding to return to Somerset to the King James in whom his faith was scant, indeed, but with whom his fortunes were irrevocably bound up. Meanwhile, Monmouth was back in Bridgwater, his second occupation of which town was not being looked upon with unmixed favour.
S.W. of Axbridge, lies a little way off the Bristol and Bridgwater road. The church is dedicated to the saint that has given his name to Congresbury, St Congar. The piscina looks like E.E. with a restored drain. Bagborough, West, 3-1/2 m. N. of Bishop's Lydeard station, is a parish pleasantly situated on the S.W. side of the Quantocks. There are a few carved bench ends.
"Now when I came three parts of the way to Cannington, our men there were sped and driven back on us. Whereupon I could no longer hold together any force, and whither the men are scattered I know not. Scarcely could I save the holy women and the monks, for even as they fled under guard into the Quantock woods, and so to go beyond the hills, the houses of Bridgwater next the Danes were burning.
The rebels are being hunted in every direction." "We're too far away," said the landlord. "Bless you, we're a sight o' miles from Bridgwater, and most o' these fellows ain't got horses to carry them. They won't trouble 'The Jolly Farmers, sir." "And if they did?" "The bolts on the door are strong enough to keep them out."
N. of Bath, with a very small church, which has a Norm. S. door. There is a fine yew tree near the porch. Charlinch, a parish 5 m. W. of Bridgwater. The altar-piece, in memory of Lady Taunton, is a modern copy of the 15th-cent. painter Francia. There are two interesting epitaphs, one on the S. wall of the chancel, the other on a brass on the floor.
"How long," she asked him, her whole intent at present being to delay him and gain time. "How long have you been in Bridgwater?" "Two hours at most," said he. "Two hours! And yet you never came to... to me. I heard of your presence, and I feared you might intend to abstain from seeking me." He almost held his breath while she spoke, caught in amazement.
Bath shut its gates against him, and at Philip Norton Feversham was close upon his heels. For one wild moment he contemplated an advance on London, but fell back on Wells, and from there returned to Bridgwater. Ten days of constant marching had wearied an army ill-prepared for such toil, and nothing had been accomplished.
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