The hues of wild flowers vary with their situation: in shady woodlands the toadflax or butter-and-eggs is often pale--a sulphur colour; upon the Downs it is a deep and beautiful yellow.

In a ditch, of this marshy meadow was a great bunch of woodruff, above whose green whorls the white flowers were lifted.

Over them the brambles arched, their leaves growing in fives, and each leaf prickly.
The bramble-shoots, as they touch the ground, take root and rise again, and thus would soon cross a field were they not cut down.
Pheasants were fond of visiting this copse, following the hedgerows to it from the Chace, and they always had one or more nests in it.

A green woodpecker took it in his route, though he did not stay long, there not being many trees.

These birds seem to have their regular rounds; there are some copses where they are scarcely ever heard.