Mackenzie Walcott, Once a Week (1860)
“ There is little to attract attention in the quiet rural village of Eltham, whose name of Eald-ham, the old home, takes us back to the memory of a time long since past. Its street is now no more rendered lively by the cheerful bugle and the rattling wheels of the coaches to Folkstone and Maidstone; but its inn-gardens, with games of Mississippi and bowls, attract still the holiday makers of Woolwich and Charlton, on bright sunny afternoons, in summer and autumn. ”
