"Ifyouplease，sir。"
　　"Towhatplaceshallwego？"
　　"ShallwegotothePontyCyssylltau，sir？"
　　"Whatisthat？"
　　"Amightybridge，sir，whichcarriestheCamlasoveravalleyonitsback。"
　　"Good！letusgoandseethebridgeofthejunction，forthatI
　　thinkisthemeaninginSaxonofPontyCyssylltau。"
　　Wesetout；myguideconductedmealongthebankoftheCamlasinthedirectionofRhiwabon，thatistowardstheeast。Onthewaywediscoursedonvarioussubjects，andunderstoodeachothertolerablywell。Iaskedifhehadbeenanythingbesidesaweaver。Hetoldmethatwhenaboyhekeptsheeponthemountain。"Whydidyounotgoonkeepingsheep？"said"Iwouldratherkeepsheepthanweave。"
　　"Myparentswantedmeathome，sir，"saidhe；"andIwasnotsorrytogohome；Iearnedlittle，andlivedbadly。"
　　"Ashepherd，"saidI，"canearnmorethanfiveshillingsaweek。"
　　"Iwasneveraregularshepherd，sir，"saidhe。"But，sir，IwouldratherbeaweaverwithfiveshillingsaweekinLlangollen，thanashepherdwithfifteenonthemountain。Thelifeofashepherd，sir，isperhapsnotexactlywhatyouandsomeothergentlefolksthink。Theshepherdbearsmuchcoldandwet，sir，andheisverylonely；nosocietysavehissheepanddog。Then，sir，hehasnoprivileges。Imeangospelprivileges。HedoesnotlookforwardtoDyddSul，asadayofllawenydd，ofjoyandtriumph，astheweaverdoes；thatisifheisreligiouslydisposed。Theshepherdhasnochapel，sir，liketheweaver。Oh，sir，IsayagainthatIwouldratherbeaweaverinLlangollenwithfiveshillingsaweek，thanashepherdonthehillwithfifteen。"
　　"Doyoumeantosay，"saidI，"thatyoulivewithyourfamilyonfiveshillingsaweek？"
　　"No，sir。IfrequentlydolittlecommissionsbywhichIearnsomething。Then，sir，Ihavefriends，verygoodfriends。Agoodladyofourcongregationsentmethismorninghalf—a—poundofbutter。Thepeopleofourcongregationareverykindtoeachother，sir。"
　　"Thatismore，"thoughtItomyself，"thanthepeopleofmycongregationare；theyarealwayscuttingeachother’sthroats。"I
　　nextaskedifhehadbeenmuchaboutWales。
　　"Notmuch，sir。However，IhavebeentoPenCaerGybi，whichyoucallHolyHead，andtoBethGelert，sir。"
　　"Whattookyoutothoseplaces？"
　　"Iwassenttothoseplacesonbusiness，sir；asItoldyoubefore，sir，Isometimesexecutecommissions。AtBethGelertIstayedsometime。ItwasthereImarried，sir；mywifecomesfromaplacecalledDolGellynnearBethGelert。"
　　"Whatwashername？"
　　"HernamewasJones，sir。"
　　"What，beforeshemarried？"
　　"Yes，sir，beforeshemarried。Youneednotbesurprised，sir；
　　thereareplentyofthenameofJonesinWales。Thenameofmybrother’swife，beforeshemarried，wasalsoJones。"
　　"Yourbrotherisacleverman，"saidI。
　　"Yes，sir，foraCumroheisclebberenough。"
　　"ForaCumro？"
　　"Yes，sir，heisnotaSaxon，youknow。"
　　"AreSaxonsthensoveryclever？"
　　"Ohyes，sir；whosoclebber？TheclebberestpeopleinLlangollenareSaxons；thatis，atcarnalthings—foratspiritualthingsI
　　donotthinkthematallclebber。LookatMrA。，sir。"
　　"Whoishe？"
　　"Doyounotknowhim，sir？IthoughteverybodyknewMrA。HeisaSaxon，sir，andkeepstheinnontheroadalittlewaybelowwhereyoulive。HeistheclebberestmaninLlangollen，sir。Hecandoeverything。Heisagreatcook，andcanwashclothesbetterthananywoman。Oh，sir，forcarnalthings，whosoclebberasyourcountrymen！"
　　Afterwalkingaboutfourmilesbythesideofthecanalweleftit，andbearingtotherightpresentlycametotheaqueduct，whichstrodeoveradeepandnarrowvalley，atthebottomofwhichrantheDee。"ThisisthePontyCysswllt，sir，"saidmyguide；"it’sthefinestbridgeintheworld，andnowonder，ifwhatthecommonpeoplesaybetrue，namelythateverystonecostagoldensovereign。"
　　Wewentalongit；theheightwasawful。Myguide，thoughhehadbeenamountainshepherd，confessedthathewassomewhatafraid。
　　"Itgivesmethependro，sir，"saidhe，"tolookdown。"Itoofeltsomewhatdizzy，asIlookedovertheparapetintotheglen。Thecanalwhichthismightybridgecarriesacrossthegulfisaboutninefeetwide，andoccupiesabouttwo—thirdsofthewidthofthebridgeandtheentirewesternside。Thefootwayistowardstheeast。FromaboutthemiddleofthebridgethereisafineviewoftheforgesontheCefnBachandalsoofahugehillnearitcalledtheCefnMawr。Wereachedthetermination，andpresentlycrossingthecanalbyalittlewoodenbridgewecametoavillage。Myguidethensaid，"Ifyouplease，sir，wewillreturnbytheoldbridge，whichleadsacrosstheDeeinthebottomofthevale。"Hethenledmebyaromanticroadtoabridgeonthewestoftheaqueduct，andfarbelow。Itseemedveryancient。"Thisistheoldbridge，sir，"
　　saidmyguide；"itwasbuiltahundredyearsbeforethePontyCysswlltwasdreamtof。"Wenowwalkedtothewest，inthedirectionofLlangollen，alongthebankoftheriver。Presentlywearrivedwheretheriver，aftermakingabend，formedapool。Itwasshadedbyloftytrees，andtoallappearancewasexceedinglydeep。Istoppedtolookatit，forIwasstruckwithitsgloomyhorror。"Thatpool，sir，"saidJohnJones，"iscalledLlynyMeddwyn，thedrunkard’spool。Itiscalledso，sir，becauseadrunkenmanoncefellintoit，andwasdrowned。ThereisnodeeperpoolintheDee，sir，saveone，alittlebelowLlangollen，whichiscalledthepoolofCatherineLingo。Agirlofthatnamefellintoit，whilstgatheringsticksonthehighbankaboveit。Shewasdrowned，andthepoolwasnamedafterher。Ineverlookateitherwithoutshuddering，thinkinghowcertainlyIshouldbedrownedifI
　　fellin，forIcannotswim，sir。"
　　"Youshouldhavelearnttoswimwhenyouwereyoung，"saidI，"andtodivetoo。Iknowonewhohasbroughtupstonesfromthebottom，Idaresay，ofdeeperpoolsthaneither，buthewasaSaxon，andatcarnalthings，youknow，nonesoclebberastheSaxons。"
　　Ifoundmyguideafirst—ratewalkerandagoodbotanist，knowingthenamesofalltheplantsandtreesinWelsh。BythetimewereturnedtoLlangollenIhadformedaveryhighopinionofhim，inwhichIwassubsequentlyconfirmedbywhatIsawofhimduringtheperiodofouracquaintance，whichwasofsomeduration。Hewasveryhonest，disinterested，andexceedinglygood—humoured。Itistrue，hehadhislittleskitsoccasionallyattheChurch，andshowedsomemarksofhostilitytothechurchcat，moreespeciallywhenhesawitmountedonmyshoulders；forthecreaturesoonbegantotakeliberties，andinlessthanaweekaftermyarrivalatthecottage，generallymountedonmyback，whenitsawmereadingorwriting，forthesakeofthewarmth。ButsettingasidethosesameskitsattheChurch，andthatdislikeofthechurchcat，venialtriflesafterall，andeasilytobeaccountedfor，onthescoreofhisreligiouseducation，Ifoundnothingtoblame，andmuchtoadmire，inJohnJones，theCalvinisticMethodistofLlangollen。
　　CHAPTERXIII
　　DivineService—LlangollenBells—IoloGoch—TheAbbey—Twmo’rNant—HolyWell—ThomasEdwardsSUNDAYarrived—aSundayofuncloudedsunshine。WeattendedDivineserviceatchurchinthemorning。Thecongregationwasverynumerous，buttoallappearanceconsistedalmostentirelyofEnglishvisitors，likeourselves。Thereweretwoofficiatingclergymen，fatherandson。Theybothsatinakindofoblongpulpitonthesouthernsideofthechurch，atalittledistancebelowthealtar。TheservicewasinEnglish，andtheeldergentlemanpreached；therewasgoodsingingandchanting。
　　AfterdinnerIsatinanarbourintheperllan，thinkingofmanythings，amongstothers，spiritual。Whilstthusengaged，thesoundofthechurchbellscallingpeopletoafternoonservicecameuponmyears。Ilistened，andthoughtIhadneverheardbellswithsosweetasound。Ihadheardtheminthemorning，butwithoutpayingmuchattentiontothem，butasInowsatintheumbrageousarbour，Iwasparticularlystruckwiththem。Ohhowsweetlytheirvoicemingledwiththelowrushoftheriver，atthebottomoftheperllan。IsubsequentlyfoundthatthebellsofLlangollenwerecelebratedfortheirsweetness。Theirmeritindeedhasevenbeenadmittedbyanenemy；forapoetoftheCalvinisticMethodistpersuasion，onewhocallshimselfEinionDu，inaverybeautifulode，commencingwith—
　　"TangnefeddiLlangollen，"
　　saysthatinnopartoftheworlddobellscallpeoplesosweetlytochurchasthoseofLlangollentown。
　　Intheevening，atabouthalf—pastsix，Iattendedserviceagain，butwithoutmyfamily。Thistimethecongregationwasnotnumerous，andwascomposedprincipallyofpoorpeople。TheserviceandsermonwerenowinWelsh，thesermonwaspreachedbytheyoungergentleman，andwasonthebuildingofthesecondtemple，and，asfarasIunderstoodit，appearedtometobeexceedinglygood。
　　OntheMondayevening，myselfandfamilytookawalktotheabbey。
　　Mywifeanddaughter，whoarefondofarchitectureandruins，wereveryanxioustoseetheoldplace。Itoowasanxiousenoughtoseeit，lessfromloveofruinsandancientarchitecture，thanfromknowingthatacertainillustriousbardwasburiedinitsprecincts，ofwhomperhapsashortaccountwillnotbeunacceptabletothereader。
　　Thisman，whosepoeticalappellationwasIoloGoch，butwhoserealnamewasLlwyd，wasofadistinguishedfamily，andLordofLlechryd。HewasbornandgenerallyresidedataplacecalledCoedyPantwn，intheupperpartoftheValeofClwyd。HewasawarmfriendandpartisanofOwenGlendower，withwhomhelived，atSycharth，forsomeyearsbeforethegreatWelshinsurrection，andwhomhesurvived，dyingatanextremeoldagebeneathhisownroof—
　　treeatCoedyPantwn。Hecomposedpiecesofgreatexcellenceonvarioussubjects；butthemostremarkableofhiscompositionsaredecidedlycertainonesconnectedwithOwenGlendower。AmongsttheseisoneinwhichhedescribestheWelshchieftain’smansionatSycharth，andhishospitablewayoflivingatthathisfavouriteresidence；andanotherinwhichhehailstheadventofthecomet，whichmadeitsappearanceinthemonthofMarch，fourteenhundredandtwo，asofgoodaugurytohisdarlinghero。
　　Itwasfromknowingthatthisdistinguishedmanlayburiedintheprecinctsoftheoldedifice，thatIfeltsoanxioustoseeit。
　　Afterwalkingabouttwomilesweperceiveditonourrighthand。
　　Theabbeyofthevaleofthecrossstandsinagreenmeadow，inacornernearthenorth—westendofthevalleyofLlangollen。Thevaleorglen，inwhichtheabbeystands，takesitsnamefromacertainancientpillarorcross，calledthepillarofEliseg，andwhichisbelievedtohavebeenraisedoverthebodyofanancientBritishchieftainofthatname，whoperishedinbattleagainsttheSaxons，aboutthemiddleofthetenthcentury。InthePapisttimestheabbeywasaplaceofgreatpseudo—sanctity，wealthandconsequence。Theterritorybelongingtoitwasveryextensive，comprising，amongstotherdistricts，thevaleofLlangollenandthemountainregiontothenorthofit，calledtheEglwysigRocks，whichregionderiveditsnameEglwysig，orecclesiastical，fromthecircumstanceofitspertainingtotheabbeyofthevaleofthecross。
　　Wefirstreachedthatpartofthebuildingwhichhadoncebeenthechurch，havingpreviouslytopassthroughafarmyard，inwhichwasabundanceofdirtandmire。
　　Thechurchfrontsthewestandcontainstheremainsofanoblewindow，beneathwhichisagate，whichwefoundlocked。Passingonwecametothatpartwherethemonkshadlived，butwhichnowservedasafarmhouse；anopendoorwayexhibitedtousanancientgloomyhall，wherewassomecuriousold—fashionedfurniture，particularlyanancientrack，inwhichstoodagoodlyrangeofpewtertrenchers。Arespectabledamekindlywelcomedusandinvitedustositdown。Weenteredintoconversationwithher，andaskedhername，whichshesaidwasEvans。IspokesomeWelshtoher，whichpleasedher。ShesaidthatWelshpeopleatthepresentdayweresofulloffineairsthattheywereabovespeakingtheoldlanguage—butthatsuchwasnotthecaseformerly，andthatshehadknownaMrsPrice，whowashousekeepertotheCountessofMornington，wholivedinLondonupwardsoffortyyears，andattheendofthattimepridedherselfuponspeakingasgoodWelshasshedidwhenagirl。Ispoketoherabouttheabbey，andaskedifshehadeverheardofIoloGoch。Sheinquiredwhohewas。Itoldherhewasagreatbard，andwasburiedintheabbey。Shesaidshehadneverheardofhim，butthatshecouldshowmetheportraitofagreatpoet，andgoingaway，presentlyreturnedwithaprintinaframe。
　　"There，"saidshe，"istheportraitofTwmo’rNant，generallycalledtheWelshShakespeare。"
　　Ilookedatit。TheWelshShakespearewasrepresentedsittingatatablewithapeninhishand；acottage—latticedwindowwasbehindhim，onhislefthand；ashelfwithplates，andtrenchersbehindhim，onhisright。Hisfeatureswererude，butfullofwild，strangeexpression；belowthepicturewasthefollowingcouplet：—
　　"LlunGwrywllawngwirAwen；
　　YBydalanwoddo’iBen。"
　　"DidyoueverhearofTwmo’rNant？"saidtheolddame。
　　"Ineverheardofhimbywordofmouth，"saidI；"butIknowallabouthim—IhavereadhislifeinWelsh，writtenbyhimself，andacuriouslifeitis。HisnamewasThomasEdwards，buthegenerallycalledhimselfTwmo’rNant，orTomoftheDingle，becausehewasborninadingle，ataplacecalledPenPorchell，inthevaleofClwyd—which，bythebye，wasontheestatewhichoncebelongedtoIoloGoch，thepoetIwasspeakingtoyouaboutjustnow。Tomwasacarterbytrade，butoncekeptatoll—barinSouthWales，which，however，hewasobligedtoleaveattheendoftwoyears，owingtotheannoyancewhichheexperiencedfromghostsandgoblins，andunearthlythings，particularlyphantomhearses，whichusedtopassthroughhisgateatmidnightwithoutpaying，whenthegatewasshut。"
　　"Ah，"saidthedame，"youknowmoreaboutTomo’rNantthanIdo；
　　andwashenotagreatpoet？"
　　"Idaresayhewas，"saidI，"forthepieceswhichhewrote，andwhichhecalledInterludes，hadagreatrun，andhegotagreatdealofmoneybythem，butIshouldsaythelinesbeneaththeportraitaremoreapplicabletotherealShakespearethantohim。"
　　"Whatdothelinesmean？"saidtheoldlady；"theyareWelsh，I
　　know，buttheyarefarbeyondmyunderstanding。"
　　"Theymaybethustranslated，"saidI：
　　"GodinhisheadtheMuseinstill’d，Andfromhisheadtheworldhefill’d。"
　　"Thankyou，sir，"saidtheoldlady。"Ineverfoundanyonebeforewhocouldtranslatethem。"ShethensaidshewouldshowmesomeEnglishlineswrittenonthedaughterofafriendofherswhowaslatelydead，andputsomeprintedlinesinaframeintomyhand。
　　TheywereanElegytoMary，andwereverybeautiful，Ireadthemaloud，andwhenIhadfinishedshethankedmeandsaidshehadnodoubtthatifIpleasedIcouldputthemintoWelsh—shethensighedandwipedhereyes。
　　Onourenquiringwhetherwecouldseetheinterioroftheabbeyshesaidwecould，andthatifwerangabellatthegateawomanwouldcometous，whowasinthehabitofshowingtheplace。Wethengotupandbadeherfarewell—butshebeggedthatwewouldstayandtastethedwrsantaiddoftheholywell。
　　"Whatholywellisthat？"saidI。
　　"Awell，"saidshe，"bytheroad’sside，whichinthetimeofthepopeswassaidtoperformwonderfulcures。"
　　"Letustasteitbyallmeans，"saidI；whereuponshewentout，andpresentlyreturnedwithatrayonwhichwereajugandtumbler，thejugfilledwiththewateroftheholywell；wedranksomeofthedwrsantaidd，whichtastedlikeanyotherwater，andthenaftershakingherbythehand，wewenttothegate，andrangatthebell。
　　Presentlyawomanmadeherappearanceatthegate—shewasgenteellydrest，aboutthemiddleage，rathertall，andbearinginhercountenancethetracesofbeauty。Whenwetoldhertheobjectofourcomingsheadmittedus，andafterlockingthegateconductedusintothechurch。Itwasroofless，andhadnothingremarkableaboutit，savethewesternwindow，whichwehadseenfromwithout。
　　Ourattendantpointedouttoussometombs，andtoldusthenamesofcertaingreatpeoplewhosedusttheycontained。"CanyoutelluswhereIoloGochliesinterred？"saidI。
　　"No，"saidshe；"indeedIneverheardofsuchaperson。"
　　"HewasthebardofOwenGlendower，"saidI，"andassistedhiscausewonderfullybythefieryodes，inwhichheincitedtheWelshtoriseagainsttheEnglish。"
　　"Indeed！"saidshe；"well，IamsorrytosaythatIneverheardofhim。"
　　"AreyouWelsh？"saidI。
　　"Iam，"shereplied。
　　"DidyoueverhearofThomasEdwards？"
　　"Oh，yes，"saidshe；"Ihavefrequentlyheardofhim。"
　　"Howodd，"saidI，"thatthenameofagreatpoetshouldbeunknownintheveryplacewhereheisburied，whilstthatofonecertainlynothissuperior，shouldbewellknowninthatsameplace，thoughheisnotburiedthere。"
　　"Perhaps，"saidshe，"thereasonisthatthepoet，whomyoumentioned，wroteintheoldmeasuresandlanguagewhichfewpeoplenowunderstand，whilstThomasEdwardswroteincommonverseandinthelanguageofthepresentday。"
　　"Idaresayitisso，"saidI。
　　Fromthechurchsheledustootherpartsoftheruin—atfirstshehadspokentousrathercrossandloftily，butshenowbecamekindandcommunicative。Shesaidthatsheresidedneartheruins，whichshewaspermittedtoshow，thatshelivedalone，andwishedtobealone；therewassomethingsingularabouther，andIbelievethatshehadahistoryofherown。Aftershowingustheruinssheconductedustoacottageinwhichshelived；itstoodbehindtheruinsbyafish—pond，inabeautifulandromanticplaceenough；shesaidthatinthewintershewentaway，buttowhatplaceshedidnotsay。Sheaskeduswhetherwecamewalking，andonourtellingherthatwedid，shesaidthatshewouldpointouttousanearwayhome。Shethenpointedtoapathupahill，tellinguswemustfollowit。Aftermakingherapresentwebadeherfarewell，andpassingthroughameadowcrossedabrookbyarusticbridge，formedofthestemofatree，andascendingthehillbythepathwhichshehadpointedout，wewentthroughacornfieldortwoonitstop，andatlastfoundourselvesontheLlangollenroad，afteramostbeautifulwalk。
　　CHAPTERXIV
　　ExpeditiontoRuthyn—TheColumn—SlateQuarries—TheGwyddelod—NocturnalAdventure。
　　NOTHINGworthyofcommemorationtookplaceduringthetwofollowingdays，savethatmyselfandfamilytookaneveningwalkontheWednesdayupthesideoftheBerwyn，forthepurposeofbotanizing，inwhichwewereattendedbyJohnJones。There，amongstotherplants，wefoundacuriousmosswhichourgoodfriendsaidwascalledinWelsh，CornCarw，ordeer’shorn，andwhichhesaidthedeerwereveryfondof。OntheThursdayheandIstartedonanexpeditiononfoottoRuthyn，distantaboutfourteenmiles，proposingtoreturnintheevening。
　　ThetownandcastleofRuthynpossessedgreatinterestformefrombeingconnectedwiththeaffairsofOwenGlendower。ItwasatRuthynthatthefirstandnottheleastremarkablesceneoftheWelshinsurrectiontookplacebyOwenmakinghisappearanceatthefairheldthereinfourteenhundred，plunderingtheEnglishwhohadcomewiththeirgoods，slayingmanyofthem，sackingthetownandconcludinghisday’sworkbyfiringit；anditwasatthecastleofRuthynthatLordGreydwelt，aminionofHenrytheFourthandGlendower’sdeadliestenemy，andwhowastheprincipalcauseofthechieftain’senteringintorebellion，having，inthehopeofobtaininghisestatesinthevaleofClwyd，poisonedthemindofHarryagainsthim，whoproclaimedhimatraitor，beforehehadcommittedanyactoftreason，andconfiscatedhisestates，bestowingthatpartofthemuponhisfavourite，whichthelatterwasdesirousofobtaining。
　　Westartedonourexpeditionataboutseveno’clockofabrilliantmorning。Wepassedbytheabbeyandpresentlycametoasmallfountainwithalittlestoneedifice，withasharptopaboveit。
　　"Thatistheholywell，"saidmyguide："LlaweriawnobarchynyramseryrPabyddionyroeddi’rfynnonhwn—muchrespectinthetimesofthePapiststherewastothisfountain。"
　　"Iheardofit，"saidI，"andtastedofitswatertheothereveningattheabbey；"shortlyafterwesawatallstonestandinginafieldonourrighthandataboutahundredyards’distancefromtheroad。"ThatisthepillarofEliseg，sir，"saidmyguide。"Letusgoandseeit，"saidI。Wesoonreachedthestone。Itisafineuprightcolumnaboutsevenfeethigh，andstandsonaquadratebase。"Sir，"saidmyguide，"adeadkingliesburiedbeneaththisstone。Hewasamightymanofvalourandfoundedtheabbey。HewascalledEliseg。""PerhapsEllis，"saidI，"andifhisnamewasEllisthestonewasveryproperlycalledColofnEliseg，inSaxontheEllisiancolumn。"Theviewfromthecolumnisverybeautiful，belowonthesouth—eastisthevenerableabbey，slumberinginitsgreenmeadow。Beyonditrunsastream，descendingfromthetopofaglen，atthebottomofwhichtheoldpileissituated；beyondthestreamisaloftyhill。Theglenonthenorthisboundedbyanoblemountain，coveredwithwood。StruckwithitsbeautyI
　　inquireditsname。"MoelEglwysig，sir，"saidmyguide。"TheMoeloftheChurch，"saidI。"Thatishardlyagoodnameforit，forthehillisnotbald（moel）。""True，sir，"saidJohnJones。"Atpresentitsnameisgoodfornothing，butestalom（ofold）beforethehillwasplantedwithtreesitsnamewasgoodenough。Ourfatherswerenotfoolswhentheynamedtheirhills。""Idaresaynot，"saidI，"norinmanyotherthingswhichtheydid，forwhichwelaughatthem，becausewedonotknowthereasonstheyhadfordoingthem。"Weregainedtheroad；theroadtendedtothenorthupasteepascent。IaskedJohnJonesthenameofabeautifulvillage，whichlayfarawayonourright，overtheglen，andnearitstop。"Pentrefydwr，sir"（thevillageofthewater）。Itiscalledthevillageofthewater，becausetheriverbelowcomesdownthroughpartofit。Inextaskedthenameofthehillupwhichweweregoing，andhetoldmeAlltBwlch；thatis，thehighplaceofthehollowroad。
　　Thisbwlch，orhollowway，wasaregularpass，whichputmewonderfullyinmindofthepassesofSpain。Ittookusalongtimetogettothetop。Afterrestingaminuteonthesummitwebegantodescend。Myguidepointedouttomesomeslate—works，atsomedistanceonourleft。"Thereisagreatdealofworkgoingonthere，sir，"saidhe："alltheslatesthatyouseedescendingthecanalatLlangollencamefromthere。"Thenextmomentweheardablast，andthenathunderingsound："Llaiscraigynsyrthiaw；thevoiceoftherockinfalling，sir，"saidJohnJones；"blastingisdangerousandawfulwork。"Wereachedthebottomofthedescent，andproceededfortwoorthreemilesupanddownaroughandnarrowroad；Ithenturnedroundandlookedatthehillswhichwehadpassedover。Theylookedbulkyandhuge。
　　Wecontinuedourway，andpresentlysawmarksofafireinsomegrassbythesideoftheroad。"HavetheGipsiaidbeenthere？"
　　saidItomyguide。
　　"Hardly，sir；IshouldratherthinkthattheGwyddelaid（Irish）
　　havebeencampingtherelately。"
　　"TheGwyddeliad？"
　　"Yes，sir，thevagabondGwyddeliad，whoatpresentinfestthesepartsmuch，anddomuchmoreharmthantheGipsiaideverdid。"
　　"WhatdoyoumeanbytheGipsiaid？"
　　"Dark，handsomepeople，sir，whooccasionallyusedtocomeaboutinvansandcarts，themenbuyingandsellinghorses，andsometimestinkering，whilstthewomentoldfortunes。"
　　"Andtheyhaveceasedtocomeabout？"
　　"Nearlyso，sir；IbelievetheyhavebeenfrightenedawaybytheGwyddelod。"
　　"WhatkindofpeoplearetheseGwyddelod？
　　"Savage，brutishpeople，sir；ingeneralwithoutshoesandstockings，withcoarsefeaturesandheadsofhairlikemops。"
　　"Howdotheylive？"
　　"Thementinkeralittle，sir，butmorefrequentlyplunder。Thewomentellfortunes，andstealwhenevertheycan。"
　　"TheylivesomethingliketheGipsiaid。"
　　"Something，sir；butthehenGipsiaidweregentlefolksincomparison。"
　　"YouthinktheGipsiaidhavebeenfrightenedawaybytheGwyddelians？"
　　"Ido，sir；theGwyddelodmadetheirappearanceinthesepartsabouttwentyyearsago，andsincethentheGipsiaidhavebeenrarelyseen。"
　　"AretheseGwyddelodpoor？"
　　"Bynomeans，sir；theymakelargesumsbyplunderingandothermeans，withwhich，’tissaid，theyretireatlasttotheirowncountryorAmerica，wheretheybuylandandsettledown。"