ount Sinai, it was most probably used as a kind of altar
piece.

[Picture: Itchingfield Church]

In the chancel is a mural monument to the memory of Richard Wheatly gent,
ob. 1668, and some members of his family, who were nearly allied to the
Mitchells of Field place. There is also another inscription to the
memory of the Rev. Alexander Hay, former rector of the parish, 1724, also
several of his children. Dallaway mentions that after the Scotch
rebellion in 1715, some of the attained persons took refuge in the woods
of Itching field, and were permitted to reside with their countryman
Alexander Hay; indeed we can hardly imagine a more suitable place for
concealment, than the parsonage house, situated as it was at that time,
in the centre of a dense forest, through which there was hardly any
passable road.

The last monumental inscription is for the Rev. Thomas Lavender a most
exemplary minister of this parish, for upwards of 60 years, he died in
the year 1776, at the age of 86.

The font is modern, but particularly neat and handsome; one of a very
ancient description, was lately dug up in the churchyard.

[Picture: Farthing Bridge]

Proceeding along the turnpike road to the west of Horsham and passing
Farthing Bridge, of which the annexed wood-cut is a representation, we
reach Broad-bridge Heath, a delightful, picturesque, and salubrious
plain, so called: by pursuing the centre road, the visitor will arrive at
Stroud, a small hamlet about 3 miles from Horsham; it is chiefly
remarkable for the elegant residence denominated Stroud park, belonging
to --- Commerell esq.: the grounds around the house particularly deserve
attention, and the sweetly retired situation of the fishing house,
erected upon the banks of a lake surrounded by the majestic and noble
trees for which this district is so justly celebrated, whilst the deep
silence which pervades the whole, interrupted only by the rippling stream
beneath, and the delightful choir of the feathered songsters, combine to
render it, in every sense of the word, a most enchanting and delightful
scene.

[Picture: Slinfold Church]

By taking the road to the left hand, on Broad-bridge heath, and again
turning to the right at Lion's Corner gate, the village of Slinfold, to
which the hamlet of Stroud belongs, soon appears in sight. "Fold"
observes Mr. Dallaway, "is a termination frequently belonging to pa