Little Travels And Roadside Sketches

". . . I quitted the "Rose Cottage Hotel" at Richmond, one of the
comfortablest, quietest, cheapest, neatest little inns in England, and a
thousand times preferable, in my opinion, to the "Star and Garter," whither, if
you go alone, a sneering waiter, with his hair curled, frightens you off the
premises; and where, if you are bold enough to brave the sneering waiter, you
have to pay ten shillings for a bottle of claret; and whence, if you look out of
the window, you gaze on a view which is so rich that it seems to knock you down
with its splendor--a view that has its hair curled like the swaggering waiter: I
say, I quitted the "Rose Cottage Hotel" with deep regret, believing that I
should see nothing so pleasant as its gardens, and its veal cutlets, and its
dear little bowling-green, elsewhere. But the time comes when people must go out
of town, and so I got on the top of the omnibus, and the carpet-bag was put
inside."

- Excerpted from "Little Travels And Roadside Sketches"