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The
river
is
not
extraordinarily
interesting
between
Streatley
and
Wallingford
.
From
Cleve
you
get
a
stretch
of
six
and
a
half
miles
without
a
lock
.
I
believe
this
is
the
longest
uninterrupted
stretch
anywhere
above
Teddington
,
and
the
Oxford
Club
make
use
of
it
for
their
trial
eights
.
But
however
satisfactory
this
absence
of
locks
may
be
to
rowing-men
,
it
is
to
be
regretted
by
the
mere
pleasure-seeker
.
For
myself
,
I
am
fond
of
locks
.
They
pleasantly
break
the
monotony
of
the
pull
.
I
like
sitting
in
the
boat
and
slowly
rising
out
of
the
cool
depths
up
into
new
reaches
and
fresh
views
;
or
sinking
down
,
as
it
were
,
out
of
the
world
,
and
then
waiting
,
while
the
gloomy
gates
creak
,
and
the
narrow
strip
of
day-light
between
them
widens
till
the
fair
smiling
river
lies
full
before
you
,
and
you
push
your
little
boat
out
from
its
brief
prison
on
to
the
welcoming
waters
once
again
.
They
are
picturesque
little
spots
,
these
locks
.
The
stout
old
lock-keeper
,
or
his
cheerful-looking
wife
,
or
bright-eyed
daughter
,
are
pleasant
folk
to
have
a
passing
chat
with
.
A
good
many
of
the
new
lock-keepers
,
especially
in
the
more
crowded
portions
of
the
river
,
are
excitable
,
nervous
old
men
,
quite
unfitted
for
their
post
.
Talking
of
locks
reminds
me
of
an
accident
George
and
I
very
nearly
had
one
summer
's
morning
at
Hampton
Court
.
It
was
a
glorious
day
,
and
the
lock
was
crowded
;
and
,
as
is
a
common
practice
up
the
river
,
a
speculative
photographer
was
taking
a
picture
of
us
all
as
we
lay
upon
the
rising
waters
.
I
did
not
catch
what
was
going
on
at
first
,
and
was
,
therefore
,
extremely
surprised
at
noticing
George
hurriedly
smooth
out
his
trousers
,
ruffle
up
his
hair
,
and
stick
his
cap
on
in
a
rakish
manner
at
the
back
of
his
head
,
and
then
,
assuming
an
expression
of
mingled
affability
and
sadness
,
sit
down
in
a
graceful
attitude
,
and
try
to
hide
his
feet
.
My
first
idea
was
that
he
had
suddenly
caught
sight
of
some
girl
he
knew
,
and
I
looked
about
to
see
who
it
was
.
Everybody
in
the
lock
seemed
to
have
been
suddenly
struck
wooden
.
They
were
all
standing
or
sitting
about
in
the
most
quaint
and
curious
attitudes
I
have
ever
seen
off
a
Japanese
fan
.
All
the
girls
were
smiling
.
Oh
,
they
did
look
so
sweet
!
And
all
the
fellows
were
frowning
,
and
looking
stern
and
noble
.
And
then
,
at
last
,
the
truth
flashed
across
me
,
and
I
wondered
if
I
should
be
in
time
.
Ours
was
the
first
boat
,
and
it
would
be
unkind
of
me
to
spoil
the
man
's
picture
,
I
thought
.
