The Old Coaching Days in YorkshireYorkshire Conservative Newspaper Company ("The Yorkshire post"), 1889 - Coaching (Transportation) - 251 pages |
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afterwards Albion Barnby Moor Barnsley Bawtry began to run Black Swan Boroughbridge Bradford Briggate Bull and Mouth Carlisle Catterick Bridge changed horses Coach Office coach proprietors coach running coaching house coaching inns coachman commenced running connection continued to run daily Darlington Doncaster Easingwold fares Ferrybridge George Golden Lion Greta Bridge Halifax Harrogate Highflyer Holtby Huddersfield Hull John journey Knaresborough landlord Leeds Leeds and London Leeds and Newcastle Leeds coaching Leeming Lane Liverpool London coaches Manchester Mathew Outhwaite Messrs miles Monday morning Newcastle coaches North Road Northallerton old coaching days Old King's Arms old postboys p.m. Performed passengers postboy posting business returned Ripon Rockingham Rose and Crown Royal Hotel Royal Mails Saddle Scarborough Selby Sheffield shillings Skipton stables Stage Coach stood Street succeeded Tadcaster Talbot Telegraph Thirsk travelling True Briton turnpike Union waggons Wakefield Wellington Wetherby whilst White Horse White Swan William yard Yoho York Tavern Yorkshire
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Page 3 - ... upon the Hollow! Not a dull fog that hides it, but a light airy gauze-like mist, which in our eyes of modest admiration gives a new charm to the beauties it is spread before: as real gauze has done ere now, and would again, so please you, though we were the Pope.
Page 4 - Past market gardens, rows of houses, villas, crescents, terraces, and squares; past waggons, coaches, carts ; past early workmen, late stragglers, drunken men, and sober carriers of loads ; past brick and mortar in its every shape ; and in among the rattling pavements, where a jaunty seat upon a coach is not so easy to preserve.
Page 2 - Yoho! past donkeychaises, drawn aside into the ditch, and empty carts with rampant horses, whipped up at a bound upon the little watercourse, and held by struggling carters close to the five-barred gate, until the coach had passed the narrow turning in the road.
Page 2 - ... the door admiring; and the last team with traces hanging loose, go roaming off towards the pond, until observed and shouted after by a dozen throats, while volunteering boys pursue them. Now, with a clattering of hoofs and striking out of fiery sparks, across the old stone bridge, and down again into the shadowy road, and through the open gate, and far away, away, into the wold.
Page 3 - Yoho! See the bright moon! High up before we know it: making the earth reflect the objects on its breast like water. Hedges, trees, low cottages, church steeples, blighted stumps and flourishing young slips, have all grown vain upon the sudden, and mean to contemplate their own fair images till morning. The poplars yonder rustle, that their quivering leaves may see themselves upon the ground. Not so the oak; trembling does not become him', and he watches himself in his stout old burly stedfastness,...
Page 3 - Yoho ! Yoho, behind there, stop that bugle for a moment ! Come creeping over to the front, along the coach-roof, guard, and make one at this basket ! Not that we slacken in our pace the while, not we : we rather put the bits of blood upon their mettle, for the greater glory of the snack.
Page 2 - Yoho , by churches dropped down by themselves in quiet nooks, with rustic burial-grounds about them, where the graves are green , and daisies sleep — for it is evening — on the bosoms of the dead. Yoho, past streams", in which the cattle cool their feet, and where the rushes grow ; past paddock-fences, farms, and rick-yards; past last year's stacks, cut, slice by slice, away, and showing, in the waning light, like ruined gables, old and brown. Yolw, down the pebbly dip, and through the merry...
Page 2 - ... Yoho, among the gathering shades ; making of no account the deep reflections of the trees, but scampering on through light and darkness, all the same, as if the light of London fifty miles away, were quite enough to travel by, and some to spare. Yoho, beside the village-green, where cricket-players linger yet, and every little indentation made in the fresh grass by bat or wicket, ball or player's foot, sheds out its perfume on the night.
Page 1 - The four grays skimmed along, as if they liked it quite as well as Tom did; the bugle was in as high spirits as the...
Page 3 - ... before its glass like some fantastic dowager; while our own ghostly likeness travels on, Yoho ! Yoho ! through ditch and brake, upon the ploughed land and the smooth, along the steep hill-side and steeper wall, as if it were a phantom-Hunter. ' Clouds too ! And a mist upon...