In the afternoon to the famous Waverley Abbey. The last half mile was unutterably beautiful, a river, ponds, weirs, lovely lodges covered with glowing virginia creeper and ivy, and all enclosed by great masses of towering trees, some still green, others with the autumn tints in full swing. The ruins of the old Abbey, once one of the largest in England which dates to the 11th century, were typical, but the grounds and woods, avenues, streams and lakes which are around and about it, are, to my mind, its chief attraction. We had a talk with the matron of the present building, now a hospital, who was very pleasant and interested in our sketching.
[Waverely Abbey Military Hospital, image from here]