aper, with a pen-and-ink drawing of the picturesque
Bolingbroke Arms Inn, and the title "Antiquities of Kingfield" printed
in old English characters. She wrote the text neatly, pasted in photos
which she had taken, and cut out any pictures she could find in the
local papers to supplement them as illustrations. It was whispered in
the school that when the books were finished they were to be shown to
the Kingfield Archaeological Society, who had hinted at giving prizes for
the best efforts.

It was amazing when the girls really began to study their city how much
information came to light. The very names of the streets revealed
ancient history. Long, long ago the ownership of the town had been
divided between the Earl of Dudley and the monks of the Abbey, and lord
and abbot waged continual war over the boundaries of their respective
properties. It was significant to notice in one quarter of the city such
names as Earl Street, Castle Gate, Dudley Gate, Tower Lane, Castle Moat,
Earl's Barn, The Butts, Falcon Mews, and Bull Ring, telling their tale
of mediaeval castle, where archery, hawking, and bull-baiting were
favourite pursuits, and in the other quarter ecclesiastical names,
Abbot's Orchard, Pilgrims' Inn, Greyfriars' Yard, Monks End, Whitefriars
Street, and Priory Gardens, all showing that they had formerly been part
of the church lands. The girls each bought a street map of Kingfield,
and marked with coloured chalks the old boundaries of earl and abbot,
and the course of the city wall, large pieces of which were still left
standing in spite of Oliver Cromwell's cannon. Carrie Turner covered
herself with immortal glory for the ancient wall actually ran through
her father's garden, and she invited the members of her scheduling
section and Miss Chatham not only to come and inspect it, but actually
to have tea upon the top of it. It was nine feet wide, so there was
quite room to accommodate a table and some chairs and stools. The girls,
in a flutter of delight, mounted by a ladder, and sat aloft drinking tea
and eating cakes, with a fine view over neighbouring gables and gardens,
and a romantic feeling that they ought to be garbed in coif and wimple,
and watching the prowess of their knights who fought in tournament in
the lists below.

The antiquarian section really caught "mediaeval fever", and visited the
Free Reference Library to consult books which would tell them the
ancient history of Kingfield. They copied out the