Sometimes there was a hamlet as well as a mill.

Tracts of the neighbouring moorland were enclosed and cultivated, the fields being divided by stone walls, which looked rude and strange enough to us.

The cottages were also built of stone; but as we drove through a village I could see, through several open doors, that the rooms were very clean and most comfortably furnished, though without carpets, the floors, like everything else, being of stone.
It was dark before we reached Blackford.

The latter part of our journey was through a coal and iron district, and the glare of the furnace fires among the hills was like nothing I had ever seen.

At the coach office we were met by Mr.Jonathan Andrewes.