Life and Letters of Brooke Foss Westcott, D. D. , D. C. L; Sometime Bishop of Durham

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Life and Letters of Brooke Foss Westcott, D. D. , D. C. L; Sometime Bishop of Durham is written by Arthur Westcott and published by Theclassics.Us. It's available with International Standard Book Number or ISBN identification 1230456112 (ISBN 10) and 9781230456119 (ISBN 13).

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1903 edition. Excerpt: ...home of my ancestors." Well, to begin at the beginning, I went to Crediton at eleven, and having reached the station, asked the way to Shobrooke, and in due course came to the church, which is a pretty little building with a well-proportioned tower, snugly resting under the crest of the hill, and looking far over a rich country. I walked back to the Parsonage to get the keys, and met the clergyman, with whom I had a little talk. He directed me to notice some Norman oak carving in a part of the Gallery. "There is nothing else," he said, "of interest in the church." So I went again to examine the interior. The "Norman" work proved to be Renaissance of the date of James I., but there were some curious combinations of Gothic and Italian details which I do not remember to have noticed elsewhere. But I was searching for tombstones and not for architectural details, and it was sad to see nearly all of these broken and defaced by the erection of pews and the reflooring of part of the church. Only one Westcott stone was tolerably perfect, and even this was deprived of its ornamental termination. However, there were some very good lines on the Philip Westcott whom it commemorated, which shall serve as the moral of my story. Having seen the church, my next object was to see Raddon, or rather two Raddons, West Raddon and Raddon Court.... At last I came to West Raddon. Poor place! it was crushed by vast farm buildings, and scarcely any trace of an old building remained about it. One or two windows showed the deep splays of Elizabeth's time, but even these were filled with new framework. It seemed sad. West Raddon was gone. Well, Raddon Court remained. There was hope there.... I was dismayed when I looked for the old...