The postillions had their orders, and were quickly on their way at an exhilarating pace.
Presently, in obedience to Mr.Salton's signal, the carriage drew up opposite a great heap of stones by the wayside.
"Here, Adam," he said, "is something that you of all men should not pass by unnoticed.

That heap of stones brings us at once to the dawn of the Anglian kingdom.

It was begun more than a thousand years ago--in the latter part of the seventh century--in memory of a murder.

Wulfere, King of Mercia, nephew of Penda, here murdered his two sons for embracing Christianity.

As was the custom of the time, each passer-by added a stone to the memorial heap.