I have mentioned , and the name conjures up visions of family coaches and postboys. When the greatest novelist of the century wrote his his and his the thing to do was to take your landau with you and to trust to posting horses for traction. Of course, in these days of railways, when a diligence is almost a curiosity, the old-fashioned mode of progression to which I refer is obsolete. Still, there are worse than coming to town in your own carriage. Some little while since I was driven from to town in a landau. The journey took a couple of days, as we preferred to take it easily. We stopped for the night at Canterbury. We got over some twenty or thirty miles in the early morning, and gave the horses a rest for what remained of the twenty-four hours. This was a good arrangement for bipeds and quadrupeds. The first had plenty of time for the adjacent country, and the last kept in good condition and enjoyed the trip as much as their owners. It was necessary to choose the main road as some of the country lanes were too narrow to admit of the passage of so large an order as a landau and pair. But granted this, and the choice of a route was unlimited.

Another excellent mode of travelling by road is on the saddle of a bicycle or tricycle. Nowadays there is scarcely a country inn that does not belong to the great wheel union, otherwise the Cycling Tourist Club. wherever you go; and here is a tip. If you do not want to be cumbered with the small but necessary kit, why not send it beforehand by parcel post? At the cost of a few pence you could despatch your handbag from station to station. No doubt this hint will not be thrown away upon the knights of the road. This is a distinct improvement upon the custom of the man who walked himself and carried his umbrella in a following hansom.