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〃Well; I must say the land is good; indeed I do not think there is 
any so good in Shire Aberteifi。〃

〃I suppose you are surprised to see me here; I came to see the old 
Monachlog。〃

〃Yes; gentleman; I saw you looking about it。〃

〃Am I welcome to see it?〃

〃Croesaw! gwr boneddig; croesaw! many; many welcomes to you; 
gentleman!〃

〃Do many people come to see the monastery?〃

FARMER。 … Yes! many gentlefolks come to see it in the summer time。

MYSELF。 … It is a poor place now。

FARMER。 … Very poor; I wonder any gentlefolks come to look at it。

MYSELF。 … It was a wonderful place once; you merely see the ruins 
of it now。  It was pulled down at the Reformation。

FARMER。 … Why was it pulled down then?

MYSELF。 … Because it was a house of idolatry to which people used 
to resort by hundreds to worship images。  Had you lived at that 
time you would have seen people down on their knees before stocks 
and stones; worshipping them; kissing them; and repeating 
pennillion to them。

FARMER。 … What fools!  How thankful I am that I live in wiser days。  
If such things were going on in the old Monachlog it was high time 
to pull it down。

MYSELF。 … What kind of a rent do you pay for your land?

FARMER。 … Oh; rather a stiffish one。

MYSELF。 … Two pounds an acre?

FARMER。 … Two pound an acre!  I wish I paid no more!

MYSELF。 … Well; I think that would be quite enough。  In the time of 
the old monastery you might have had the land at two shillings an 
acre。

FARMER。 … Might I?  Then those couldn't have been such bad times; 
after all。

MYSELF。 … I beg your pardon!  They were horrible times … times in 
which there were monks and friars and graven images; which people 
kissed and worshipped and sang pennillion to。  Better pay three 
pounds an acre and live on crusts and water in the present 
enlightened days than pay two shillings an acre and sit down to 
beef and ale three times a day in the old superstitious times。

FARMER。 … Well; I scarcely know what to say to that。

MYSELF。 … What do you call that high hill on the other side of the 
river?

FARMER。 … I call that hill Bunk Pen Bannedd。

MYSELF。 … Is the source of the Teivi far from here?

FARMER。 … The head of the Teivi is about two miles from here high 
up in the hills。

MYSELF。 … What kind of place is the head of the Teivi?

FARMER。 … The head of the Teivi is a small lake about fifty yards 
long and twenty across。

MYSELF。 … Where does the Teivi run to?

FARMER。 … The Teivi runs to the sea; which it enters at a place 
which the Cumri call Aber Teivi and the Saxons Cardigan。

MYSELF。 … Don't you call Cardiganshire Shire Aber Teivi?

FARMER。 … We do。

MYSELF。 … Are there many gleisiaid in the Teivi?

FARMER。 … Plenty; and salmons too … that is; farther down。  The 
best place for salmon and gleisiaid is a place; a great way down 
the stream; called Dinas Emlyn。

MYSELF。 … Do you know an animal called Llostlydan?

FARMER。 … No; I do not know that beast。

MYSELF。 … There used to be many in the Teivi。

FARMER。 … What kind of beast is the Llostlydan?

MYSELF。 … A beast with a broad tail; on which account the old Cumri 
did call him Llostlydan。  Clever beast he was; made himself house 
of wood in middle of the river; with two doors; so that when hunter 
came upon him he might have good chance of escape。  Hunter often 
after him; because he had skin good to make hat。

FARMER。 … Ha; I wish I could catch that beast now in Teivi。

MYSELF。 … Why so?

Farmer。 … Because I want hat。  Would make myself hat of his skin。

MYSELF。 … Oh; you could not make yourself a hat even if you had the 
skin。

FARMER。 … Why not?  Shot coney in Bunk Pen Banedd; made myself cap 
of his skin。  So why not make hat of skin of broadtail; should I 
catch him in Teivi?

MYSELF。 … How far is it to Tregaron?

FARMER。 …'Tis ten miles from here; and eight from the Rhyd 
Fendigaid。

MYSELF。 … Must I go back to Rhyd Fendigaid to get to Tregaron?

FARMER。 … You must。

MYSELF。 … Then I must be going; for the night is coming down。  
Farewell!

FARMER。 … Farvel; Saxon gentleman!



CHAPTER XCII



Nocturnal Journey … Maes y Lynn … The Figure … Earl of Leicester … 
Twm Shone Catti … The Farmer and Bull … Tom and the Farmer … The 
Cave … The Threat … Tom a Justice … The Big Wigs … Tregaron。


IT was dusk by the time I had regained the high…road by the village 
of the Rhyd Fendigaid。

As I was yet eight miles from Tregaron; the place where I intended 
to pass the night; I put on my best pace。  In a little time I 
reached a bridge over a stream which seemed to carry a considerable 
tribute to the Teivi。

〃What is the name of this bridge?〃 said I to a man riding in a 
cart; whom I met almost immediately after I had crossed the bridge。

〃Pont Vleer;〃 methought he said; but as his voice was husky and 
indistinct; very much like that of a person somewhat the worse for 
liquor; I am by no means positive。

It was now very dusk; and by the time I had advanced about a mile 
farther dark night settled down; which compelled me to abate my 
pace a little; more especially as the road was by no means first…
rate。  I had come; to the best of my computation; about four miles 
from the Rhyd Fendigaid when the moon began partly to show itself; 
and presently by its glimmer I saw some little way off on my right 
hand what appeared to be a large sheet of water。  I went on; and in 
about a minute saw two or three houses on the left; which stood 
nearly opposite to the object which I had deemed to be water; and 
which now appeared to be about fifty yards distant in a field which 
was separated from the road by a slight hedge。  Going up to the 
principal house I knocked; and a woman making her appearance at the 
door; I said:

〃I beg pardon for troubling you; but I wish to know the name of 
this place。〃

〃Maes y Lynn … The Field of the Lake;〃 said the woman。

〃And what is the name of the lake?〃 said I。

〃I do not know;〃 said she; 〃but the place where it stands is called 
Maes Llyn; as I said before。〃

〃Is the lake deep?〃 said I。

〃Very deep;〃 said she。

〃How deep?〃 said I。

〃Over the tops of the houses;〃 she replied。

〃Any fish in the lake?〃

〃Oh yes! plenty。〃

〃What fish?〃

〃Oh; there are llysowen; and the fish we call ysgetten。〃

〃Eels and tench;〃 said I; 〃anything else?〃

〃I do not know;〃 said the woman; 〃folks say that there used to be 
queer beast in the lake; water…cow used to come out at night and 
eat people's clover in the fields。〃

〃Pooh;〃 said I; 〃that was merely some person's cow or horse; turned 
out at night to fill its belly at other folks' expense。〃

〃Perhaps so;〃 said the woman; 〃have you any more questions to ask?〃

〃Only one;〃 said I; 〃how far is it to Tregaron?〃

〃About three miles:  are you going there?〃

〃Yes; I am going to Tregaron。〃

〃Pity that you did not come a little time ago;〃 said the woman; 
〃you might then have had pleasant company on your way; pleasant man 
stopped here to light his pipe; he too going to Tregaron。〃

〃It doesn't matter;〃 said I; 〃I am never happier than when keeping 
my own company。〃  Bidding the woman good
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