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´╗┐mate's handbook to southampton.
Sport in and about Southampton.
There is a large football ground at the end of Archers Road, and first-rate golf links upon the breezy Common, also at Shawford, some nine miles Winchesterwards. For cycling no roads could possibly be better than the majority of those in the Southampton district, and many a run could we sketch from memory did space permit. The angler will find amusement, and his skill will be rewarded by the capture of soles, bass, eels, grey and red mullet, smelts, dabs, plaice, whiting, etc., according to the scene and season. The Test and Itchen are famed as trout streams.
Netley Abbey, Titchfield, and Fareham.
The world famous ruins of Netley Abbey may be reached by rail from Southampton to Netley Station or by road direct to the Abbey. We should advise the visitor to hire conveyance either from Southampton or from Woolston on the further Itchen bank. Passengers and vehicles cross the river by the Itchen Floating Bridges, which leave each side of the river at a few minutes' interval, working upon guiding chains. We land in the flourishing suburb of Woolston, known in the Fourteenth Century as Ulmeston, with its large ship-building works.
The walk or drive to Netley along the shore is very pleasant, commanding as it does fine views of the Southampton Water. At Weston a curious and ancient hut covered with seaweed will claim attention. Netley was anciently known as Letteley, which means " the pleasant place." Its founder was probably Henry III., about 1239. The house was peopled with Cistercian monks from Beaulieu, the mother house, to which they retired at the Dissolution. Cistercian monasteries were usually in secluded places, such as was Netley, even a century ago. Horace Walpole said, " They are not the ruins of Netley, but of Paradise ! " The Church, like that of all other Cistercian houses, was dedicated to St. Mary and was its own great Chapel of Our Lady. It was built of Binstead and Caen stone with much graceful ornamentation of Purbeck marble. Crossing the turf which hides the oundations of the refectory we enter the cloister, or, as it is often called, the
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