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i67i                             JOHN" EVELYN

natural things. Among; other curiosities, Sir Thomas had
a collection of the eggs of all the fowl and birds he could
procure, that country (especially the promontory of Nor-
folk) being frequented, as he said, by several kinds
which seldom or never go further into the land, as cranes,
storks, eagles, and variety of water fowl, He led me
to see all the remarkable places of this ancient city, being
one of the largest, and certainly, after London, one of the
noblest of England, for its venerable cathedral, number
of stately churches, cleanness of the streets, and build-
ings of flint so exquisitely headed and squared, as I was
much astonished at; but he told me they had lost the art
of squaring the flints, in which they so much excelled,
and of which the churches, best houses, and walls, are
built. The Castle is an antique extent of ground, which
now they call Mafsfield, and would have been a fitting
area to have placed the Ducal palace in. The suburbs
are large, the prospects sweet, with other amenities, not
omitting the flower gardens, in which all the inhabitants
excel. The fabric of stuffs brings a vast trade to this
populous town.

Being returned to my Lord's, who had been with me
all this morning, he advised with me concerning a plot
to rebuild his house, having already, as he said, erected
a front next the street, and a left wing, and now resolv-
ing to set up another wing and pavilion next the garden,
and to convert the bowling green into stables. My
advice was, to desist from all, and to meditate wholly on
rebuilding a handsome palace at Artmdel House, in the
Strand, before he proceeded further here, and then to
place this in the Castle, that ground belonging to his

 I observed that most of the church yards (though some
of them large enough) were filled up with earth, or rather
the congestion of dead bodies one upon another, for
want of earth, even to the very top of the walls, and
some above the walls, so as the churches seemed to be
built in pits.

18th October, 1671.    I  returned to   Euston,   in  Lord
Henry Howard's coach, leaving him at Norwich, in com-
pany with a very ingenious gentleman, Mr. White, whose
^father and mother (daughter to the late Lord Treasurer
Weston, Earl of Portland) I knew at Rome, where thisites; and that of the