HORSHAM, SUSSEX.

The town of Horsham is pleasantly situated on the liver Arun, in the

county of Sussex, about 36 miles S. by W. of London. It is a borough,

and contains the county gaol. The spring assizes are likewise held here.

Horsham is of considerable antiquity. It was founded by Horsa, the

Saxon, about the year A.D. 450, to employ his soldiers while he was

enslaved by the captivating chains of a lovely country girl, the

daughter of a woodman in the forest. The town was named after himself,

Horsa, and the Saxon word Ham, signifying a home. Horsa was killed in

Kent, in a battle fought between the Britons and the Saxons, and was

buried at Horsted, named also after him, Horsa, and Sted, signifying a

place. The foundation of the church is uncertain; but it can be traced

as far back as the reign of Henry I. A.D. 1100. The oldest tombstone in

the church is to the memory of Robert Hurst, of Hurst Hill, in this

county, who died 1483.[1] The church is at the southern extremity of the

town, at the foot of Denne, or Dane Hill, on the summit of which is an

artificial mound, raised by the Danes after the death of Guthrum, their

chief, to defend themselves from Alfred the Great. The top of this mound

commands an extensive view, a most prominent feature of which is a part

of the forest of St. Leonard, called Mike Mills' Race, a beautiful

avenue, a mile and a quarter long, containing about 15,000 full-grown

trees. There is a legend connected with this "race," viz. that this

part of Horsham Forest was the haunt of Mike Mills, a noted smuggler,

whom his Satanic Majesty had often endeavoured to carry off in vain.

He therefore determined on attacking him in his strong hold; and

accordingly met Mike one night accompanied by other more congenial

spirits, when old Nick challenged Mike as his property. Mike, nothing

daunted, set down his tubs, took advantage of Nick's old age, and

challenged him to a race. "If you can catch me, Nick, before I get to

the end of the avenue, you shall have me; if not, you'll have nothing

more to do with me."--"Agreed," says Nick. Away ran Mike--away ran Nick.

Nick being of too hot a temperament was soon knocked up, and Mike won

the race by half a mile; from which circumstance the place was named,

and Mike Mills rendered immortal.

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