The post points four ways, east, west, north, and south.
First arm reads as follows: Tissington, 3; Matlock Bath, 10; Chesterfield, 21.
Second arm: Ashbourne, 3; Derby, 16; Kissington, 19.
Third arm: Dovedale, Okedon, Ilam.
Fourth arm: New Haven, 6; Buxton, 17; Bakewell, 13; Chatsworth, 16.
All this the guide-post said at one turn, and fortunate it was that Chatsworth, our destination, happened to be upon the fourth arm, for had the worthy road-surveyors not deemed it necessary to extend their information beyond Bakewell, you see we might as well have consulted the Book of Days.
Tissington Hall.
The entrance to Tissington estate was near the post, and we were very kindly permitted to drive through, which it was said would save several miles and give us a view of another English hall. We managed, however, to take a wrong turn somewhere, and added some eight miles to our journey; so much the better—the longer the route the happier we were.
Every English hall seems to have some special features in which it surpasses all others. This is as it should be, for it permits every fortunate owner to love his home for acknowledged merits of its own. If one has the nobler terrace, another boasts a finer lawn; and if one has woods and a rookery, has not the other the winding Nith through its borders? One cannot have the best of everything, even upon an English estate; neither can one life have the best possible of everything,
"For every blade o' grass keps its ain drap o' dew."