Scholes is the "Little Ireland" of Wigan, the poorest quarter of the town.

The colliers and factory operatives chiefly live there.

There is a saying in Wigan -- that, no man's education is finished until he has been through Scholes.

Having made my arrangements for the next day, I went to stay for the night with a friend who lives in the green country near Orrell, three miles west of Wigan.
Early next morning, we rode over to see the quaint town of Upholland, and its fine old church, with the little ivied monastic ruin close by.

We returned thence, by way of "Orrell Pow," to Wigan, to meet my engagement at ten in the forenoon.