"Bleak March in Epping Forest" by H. G. Wells is a short essay. H. G. Wells once different, humorous social satire and ironic. All along the selvage of Epping Forest there was excitement. Before the swallows, before the violets, long before the cuckoo, with only untimely honeysuckle bushes showing a trace of green, two trippers had been seen traversing the district, making their way towards High Beech, and settling awhile near the Forest Hotel.