ir　color　did；　so　great　a　contrast　with　that　of　the　fallows　and　the　stubbles；　which　latter　are；　this　year；　singularly　clean　and　bright。

Having　gotten　to　the　bottom　of　the　hill；　I　proceeded　on　to　the　village　of　Milton；　the　church　of　which　is；　in　the　map；　represented　by　the　figure（3）；　I　left　Easton　（2）　away　at　my　right；　and　I　did　not　go　up　to　Watton　Rivers　（1）　where　the　river　Avon　rises；　and　which　lies　just　close　to　the　south；　west　corner　of　Marlborough　Forest；　and　at　about　5　or　6　miles　from　the　town　of　Marlborough。　Lower　down　the　river；　as　I　thought；　there　lived　a　friend；　who　was　a　great　farmer；　and　whom　I　intended　to　call　on。　It　being　my　way；　however；　always　to　begin　making　inquiries　soon　enough；　I　asked　the　pig…driver　where　this　friend　lived；　and；　to　my　surprise；　I　found　that　he　lived　in　the　parish　of　Milton。　After　tiding　up　to　the　church；　as　being　the　center　of　the　village；　I　went　on　towards　the　house　of　my　friend；　which　lay　on　my　road　down　the　valley。　I　have　many；　many　times　witnessed　agreeable　surprise；　but　I　do　not　know　that　I　ever　in　the　whole　course　of　my　life　saw　people　so　much　surprised　and　pleased　as　this　farmer　and　his　family　were　at　seeing　me。　People　often　tell　you　that　they　are　glad　to　see　you；　and　in　general　they　speak　truth。　I　take　pretty　good　care　not　to　approach　any　house；　with　the　smallest　appearance　of　a　design　to　eat　or　drink　in　it；　unless　I　be　quite　sure　of　a　cordial　reception；　but　my　friend　at　Fifield　（it　is　in　Milton　parish）　and　all　his　family　rea