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THE Warwickshire papers report a curious open-air service held on Sunday last at Stockton, near Rugby, to “consecrate” a large granite boulder which has been inscribed and railed in at the expense of the villagers. It lies on a bed of concrete in the centre of the little place, protected by a handsome iron railing; a few square inches are polished to show the grain; an inscription records that it was brought from Mount Sorrel, a distance of sixty miles, by an iceberg or a glacier in the great Ice Age; and the ground around it is to be inclosed, turfed, planted, and set with rustic seats. A fine day, and the novel proceeding, drew a large and attentive crowd; a short, bright service was conducted with the aid of an unusually good village choir; and the big stone set up by Joshua at Shechem formed the text for a sermon intended to stamp the boulder as a religious no less than a scientific monument.
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The Story of a Boulder . Nature 28, 153–154 (1883). https://doi.org/10.1038/028153a0
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