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Description
Excerpt from Miss. Balmaine's Past Down in a desolate part of the south of England, bordering on the celebrated "Romney Marsh," and between that and the sea, there is what we should call a village, but its inhabitants dignify by the name of a "town," and boast that they have a charter dating from the time of Edward the Confessor; that the famous Earl Godwin was once lord of the manor; and proudly declare themselves to be dwellers in one of the most ancient townships between the four seas.
Be that as it may, two long straggling streets, a few outlying red houses, with steep roofs, and the Norman church, are all that remain of its former importance. The houses are old - very old - remarkable curiosities in their way, with odd little windows, and queer doors in unexpected situations; the village is unchanged in outward appearance since George the First was king, and the people themselves are staid and old-fashioned the descendants, in many cases (low be it spoken), of smugglers.
Be that as it may, two long straggling streets, a few outlying red houses, with steep roofs, and the Norman church, are all that remain of its former importance. The houses are old - very old - remarkable curiosities in their way, with odd little windows, and queer doors in unexpected situations; the village is unchanged in outward appearance since George the First was king, and the people themselves are staid and old-fashioned the descendants, in many cases (low be it spoken), of smugglers.