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The English  
Traveller 
   
  
THE ENGLISH TRAVELLER.a 
   
ONE of the most marked features in these times of progress  
is the persistence with which English people take their  
annual holiday. We are not now speaking of the professed  
traveller, who, discarding civilisation and beaten tracks,  
flings himself into the wilds of unknown prairies and  
primaeval forests, as if the one object of his life was to  
carve out a way hitherto unknown to the Geographical  
Society, but rather of the great mass of easy-going  
middle-class folk, who, as the summer draws near, experience 
a feeling of restlessness, only to be mitigated by Alpine  
climbs and canoe voyages, or the less exciting but safer  
visits to Scotland or the Lakes. There is no country in  
which this peculiar longing is so periodic, or so habitually 
satisfied, as it is in England. Perhaps, of all others,  
Russia sends the most polished, and America the greatest  
number of travellers; but these, albeit met with in most  
places, are the very salt of their class, bent either on  
pleasure or with some political object. In France, too, the  
Baths of Bigorre and Biarritz attract great numbers; but  
these are nearly all fashionables who go to avoid the heat  
of Paris, and because it is en regle. None of these  
countries have anything to compare with that great Hegira  
which the English summer and autumn call forth; nor does  
there seem to be that love of travel, for travel's sake,  
which is so innate in the Anglo-Saxon. One reason is, that  
in England we work hard for our livelihood and our  
amusement. Whether we are statesmen, merchants, or  
professional men, we stick to our last for nine months in  
the year at the least, before we consider that we have  
earned the right to our holiday; and when we do take it, we  
take it with the same desperate earnestness with which we  
have worked for it. 
  
With most Englishmen of the present day, a holiday is  
relaxation, but not repose - relaxation simply of the head  
and mind, which have been for many months at high pressure  
and which require the remedy of stimulant - the stimulant of 
change and active exertion. What the Sunday walk is to the  
bleached, asphixiated weaver, the annual holiday is to the  
over-worked middle-class man, who gains in a short time more 
benefit from his outing than he would from a year's dosing  
with quinine and iron. To the mind the restorative action is 
still greater, and were it not for this opportunity of  
discarding for a time all worry and anxiety, by becoming as  
it were dead to business, many a 
  
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"Handbook for Wilts, Dorset, and Somerset." John Murray.  
1856.  
"Handbook for Devon and Cornwall." John Murray. 1859.  
"Handbook for Berks, Bucks, and Oxfordshire." John Murray.  
1860.  
"Handbook for South Wales." John Murray. 1860.  
"Handbook for North Wales." John Murray. 1861.  
"Handbook for Durham and Northumberland." John Murray.  
1864.  
"Handbook for Surrey, Hants, and Isle of Wight." John  
Murray. 1865.  
"Handbook for Glucestershire, Herefordshire, and  
Worcestershire." John Murray. 1867.  
"Handbook for Yorkshire." John Murray. 1867.  
"Handbook for the Lakes." John Murray. 1867.  
"Handbook for Ireland." John Murray. 1866.  
"Handbook for Scotland." John Murray. 1867.  
 
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