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with shaggy rocks, without the slightest vestiges of verdure. We reached this place yesterday evening: I am delighted with the situation, which is the most retired and pleasing I have ever seen; it stands upon the borders of a valley sufficiently high to command a view of its whole extent; the Druryd, a small, but interesting stream, winding its solitary course, undisturbed, through the midst of it; and, at the lower extremity, a simple, but elegant bridge, terminates the view. The woods are very picturesque, and cover the opposite hills to a great extent ; gratifying the eye with a constant variety. Why, my dear friend, has nature placed her most alluring haunts, her most delightful scenes, so far from the reach of man? Why has the prodigally squandered away upon so many distant and uncivilized regions, and upon this favoured country in particular, all her ma

jesty jesty and fimplicity? Why has she given to a people, who behold, without enjoyment, scenes of beauty, where, for my part, I could be almost content to pass through this strange scene called life, in peace and folitude?' I know you will blame me for thus giving way to visions, which ought not to be realized, and your answer I al. ready anticipate (viz.) that man was not made for folitude, or selfish enjoyments. That our brother travellers, through this tedious journey, call for our assistance, and have a claim upon our exertions ; 'and that nature would no longer please, no longer afford delight and gratification in her works, if they were every where equally beautiful; or, in other words, were there not barren mountains, smoky cities, ungenial foils, and unwholesome climates; then would lakes, woods, rivers, fertile valleys, cultivated plains, villages, and


hamlets, be no longer objects of curiosity or admiration.

The inn at Tan y Bwlch is remarkably neat and commodious; we yesterday made an excursion from hence, to view the fall of the Cynfael, one of the most celebrated cataracts in Wales. With much difficulty and danger I climbed up to its tremendous and almost unattainable summit; from whence the water, collected into a body, falls tumbling from rock to rock, and steep to steep, till it reaches a vast pool, or bason, frightfully deep, and so remarkably clear, that the pebbles at the bottom of it may be distinctly perceived, though I could form no judgment of its depth. The scenery at the foot of the cataract, was beyond imagination beautiful; but I will not attempt to give you a particular description of it, because I

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have neither time nor power to do it justice. We leave this place to-morrow morning, and you may conclude, after what I have said, it will be with sorrow and regret. I shall now close this long, and I fear, tedious letter, and be assured, I feel myself as much as ever,

Your sincere Friend,

I. H.


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ABERISTWITH, July 29, 1794 THIS is the last letter, my dear friend, that I shall have the pleasure of writing to you whilft I am in Wales; an unexpected event obliges me to be at Bath in a few days, so that I am under a neceffity of leaving this country sooner than I had intended; but I will take care and write to you as soon as I arrive, with the remainder of my tour, together with a few observations upon the character of the people.

It was with much difficulty we found our way to Harlech. We made fome enquiries at a small village, but in vain; for though we addressed ourselves to many,


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