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THE VILLAGE OF POYNINGS. 139
again, when the boys had made the tour of the Dyke as often as they pleased, and Helen had filled her handkerchief with the musk-ophrys, and other wild-flowers, the happy party left the attractive spot, and were soon reseated in the carriage.
" Not homeward-bound yet, papa !'' exclaimed Lewis.
" I thought," returned his father, " you would not object, now that we are so near, to see the little village of Poynings; particularly as there are some remains of antiquity in the neighbourhood, which, perhaps, may interest you."
" Thank you ! thank you!" exclaimed the children, one and all.
The name of the village of Poynings, is derived from two ancient |
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