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with a wood on either side; stood a white farm…house … sending from 
a tall chimney a thin misty reek up to the sky。  I crossed the 
bridge; which; however diabolically fantastical it looked at a 
distance; seemed when one was upon it; capable of bearing any 
weight; and soon found myself by the farm…house past which the way 
led。  An aged woman sat on a stool by the door。

〃A fine evening;〃 said I in English。

〃Dim Saesneg;〃 said the aged woman。

〃Oh; the blessing of being able to speak Welsh;〃 said I; and then 
repeated in that language what I had said to her in the other 
tongue。

〃I daresay;〃 said the aged woman; 〃to those who can see。〃

〃Can you not see?〃

〃Very little。  I am almost blind。〃

〃Can you not see me?〃

〃I can see something tall and dark before me; that is all。〃

〃Can you tell me the name of the bridge?〃

〃Pont y Glyn bin … the bridge of the glen of trouble。〃

〃And what is the name of this place?〃

〃Pen y bont … the head of the bridge。〃

〃What is your own name?〃

〃Catherine Hughes。〃

〃How old are you?〃

〃Fifteen after three twenties。〃

〃I have a mother three after four twenties; that is eight years 
older than yourself。〃

〃Can she see?〃

〃Better than I … she can read the smallest letters。〃

〃May she long be a comfort to you!〃

〃Thank you … are you the mistress of the house?〃

〃I am the grandmother。〃

〃Are the people in the house?〃

〃They are not … they are at the chapel。〃

〃And they left you alone?〃

〃They left me with my God。〃

〃Is the chapel far from here?〃

〃About a mile。〃

〃On the road to Cerrig y Drudion?〃

〃On the road to Cerrig y Drudion。〃

I bade her farewell; and pushed on … the road was good; with high 
rocky banks on each side。  After walking about the distance 
indicated by the old lady; I reached a building; which stood on the 
right…hand side of the road; and which I had no doubt was the 
chapel; from a half…groaning; half…singing noise which proceeded 
from it。  The door being open; I entered; and stood just within it; 
bare…headed。  A rather singular scene presented itself。  Within a 
large dimly…lighted room; a number of people were assembled; partly 
seated in rude pews; and partly on benches。  Beneath a kind of 
altar; a few yards from the door; stood three men … the middlemost 
was praying in Welsh in a singular kind of chant; with his arms 
stretched out。  I could distinguish the words; 〃Jesus descend among 
us! sweet Jesus descend among us … quickly。〃  He spoke very slowly; 
and towards the end of every sentence dropped his voice; so that 
what he said was anything but distinct。  As I stood within the 
door; a man dressed in coarse garments came up to me from the 
interior of the building; and courteously; and in excellent Welsh; 
asked me to come with him and take a seat。  With equal courtesy; 
but far inferior Welsh; I assured him that I meant no harm; but 
wished to be permitted to remain near the door; whereupon with a 
low bow he left me。  When the man had concluded his prayer; the 
whole of the congregation began singing a hymn; many of the voices 
were gruff and discordant; two or three; however; were of great 
power; and some of the female ones of surprising sweetness。  At the 
conclusion of the hymn; another of the three men by the altar began 
to pray; just in the same manner as his comrade had done; and 
seemingly using much the same words。  When he had done; there was 
another hymn; after which; seeing that the congregation was about 
to break up; I bowed my head towards the interior of the building; 
and departed。

Emerging from the hollow way; I found myself on a moor; over which 
the road lay in the direction of the north。  Towards the west; at 
an immense distance; rose a range of stupendous hills; which I 
subsequently learned were those of Snowdon … about ten minutes' 
walking brought me to Cerrig y Drudion; a small village near a 
rocky elevation; from which; no doubt; the place takes its name; 
which interpreted; is the Rock of Heroes。



CHAPTER XXIV



Cerrig y Drudion … The Landlady … Doctor Jones … Coll Gwynfa … The 
Italian … Men of Como … Disappointment … Weather … Glasses … 
Southey。


THE inn at Cerrig y Drudion was called the Lion … whether the 
white; black; red or green Lion; I do not know; though I am certain 
that it was a lion of some colour or other。  It seemed as decent 
and respectable a hostelry as any traveller could wish; to refresh 
and repose himself in; after a walk of twenty miles。  I entered a 
well…lighted passage; and from thence a well…lighted bar room; on 
the right hand; in which sat a stout; comely; elderly lady; dressed 
in silks and satins; with a cambric coif on her head; in company 
with a thin; elderly man with a hat on his head; dressed in a 
rather prim and precise manner。  〃Madam!〃 said I; bowing to the 
lady; 〃as I suppose you are the mistress of this establishment; I 
beg leave to inform you that I am an Englishman; walking through 
these regions; in order fully to enjoy their beauties and wonders。  
I have this day come from Llangollen; and being somewhat hungry and 
fatigued; hope I can be accommodated here with a dinner and a bed。〃

〃Sir!〃 said the lady; getting up and making me a profound curtsey; 
〃I am; as you suppose; the mistress of this establishment; and am 
happy to say that I shall be able to accommodate you … pray sit 
down; sir;〃 she continued; handing me a chair; 〃you must indeed be 
tired; for Llangollen is a great way from here。〃

I took the seat with thanks; and she resumed her own。

〃Rather hot weather for walking; sir!〃 said the precise…looking 
gentleman。

〃It is;〃 said I; 〃but as I can't observe the country well without 
walking through it; I put up with the heat。〃

〃You exhibit a philosophic mind; sir;〃 said the precise…looking 
gentleman … 〃and a philosophic mind I hold in reverence。〃

〃Pray; sir;〃 said I; 〃have I the honour of addressing a member of 
the medical profession?〃

〃Sir;〃 said the precise…looking gentleman; getting up and making me 
a bow; 〃your question does honour to your powers of discrimination 
… a member of the medical profession I am; though an unworthy one。〃

〃Nay; nay; doctor;〃 said the landlady briskly; 〃say not so … every 
one knows that you are a credit to your profession … well would it 
be if there were many in it like you … unworthy? marry come up!  I 
won't hear such an expression。〃

〃I see;〃 said I; 〃that I have not only the honour of addressing a 
medical gentleman; but a doctor of medicine … however; I might have 
known as much by your language and deportment。〃

With a yet lower bow than before he replied with something of a 
sigh; 〃No; sir; no; our kind landlady and the neighbourhood are in 
the habit of placing doctor before my name; but I have no title to 
it … I am not Doctor Jones; sir; but plain Geffery Jones at your 
service;〃 and thereupon with another bow he sat down。

〃Do you reside here?〃 said I。

〃Yes; sir; I reside here in the place of my birth … I have not 
always resided here … and I did not always expect to spend my 
latter days in a place of such obscurity; but; sir; misfortunes … 
misf
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