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Editors: | Transcribed with an Introduction by Kirsty McHugh and edited by Elizabeth Edwards |
Cite: | 'Anne Lister's diary, tour of North Wales 11-27 July 1822 ' transcribed with an Introduction by Kirsty McHugh and edited by Elizabeth Edwards in Curious Travellers Digital Editions [editions.curioustravellers.ac.uk/doc/0023] |
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Saturday 13 July
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Sunday 14 July[p. 44]
Government have lately taken this road (the whole way from London to Holyhead) into their own hands,15 & tho' the tolls are much heavier in consequence thereto vast improvements have been made in the road & are now going on in different parts of the line of it – Corwen is a small limestone-built post town, like a neat village – a small church on a rising ground on the left just after our entrance of the town – stopt 1 \({10\over 60}\) hour at the inn to bait the horses – the Owen Glendwr apparently a very comfortable inn – a good place to sleep at if one was not anxious to get on farther – Left Corwen at 4 \({35\over 60}\) & got here (Cerniog Mawr) in 3 hours at 7 \({35\over 60}\) – the road very pretty for about 6 miles to Lundyforth (according to the pronunciation)16(Pontyglyn or Pont Llyn Dyffws vid. Nicholson's guide p. 353) bridge romantically situated over the Dee which foamed in a tolerably broad but shallow stream over its broken rocky bed below – we stopt & got out of the gig for a minute to view it – the road (to the right of it) cut thro' the rock to a considerable depth – from here, however, the beauty of the road begins to decline, & the last 3 miles from Cerig y Drudion [sic]. (Cherrig ch pronounced like ch in church, y Drudyon) plain & dreary – the land poor & peaty, the hills quite bare – a little before Cerig y Drudion, we observed a conical hill, having the appearance of 2 mounds or tumels as at Dinas Bran, & which we took for the citadel of Caractacus17 mentioned by Cary18 – there seemed something like an old stonework remain on the side towards Cerig y Drudion – the last 2 or 3 miles of the road almost in a straight line before us & Cerniog Mawr tho' a very neat looking whitewashed house stands by itself in the midst of hills so bare of people & trees my aunt & I agreed we should not like to stay here longer than necessary – there is a turnpike bar very near the gate (there are two such between Llangollen & Corwen) such as I had never seen before, struck us exceedingly – [sketch inserted] ten iron radii about 1 inch broad & \({1\over 4}\) inch thick, spring at equal distances from the circumference of the 2 little quadrants [deletions] of circles placed in the corners at the foot and top of the hanging side – a very slight iron post is fastened to the stone posts & upon the top of this small iron post finished off to admit it, the gates are hung by a [drawing] swinging on the top of these posts – Sat down to dinner here about 8Kernioge Mawr Inn as the man of the inn spells it – Trout, mutton chops & gooseberry tart & cream – very good – settled everything paid the bill &c & came to bed at 9 \({1\over 2}\) to be in readiness in the morning to start at 7 for Capel Curig – wrote the last 9 lines of today [code: after having curled my hair] feel so very heavy & sleepy I can write no more – I wonder what success I shall have about Lady E.B. & Miss PonsonbyMrs Davies thought they would be pleased with my note but I can't write more now than that we have had delightful weather today & have travelled on most comfortably – I am more than \({1\over 2}\) asleep & must make the best of my way to bed – 'Tis now 11 \({1\over 2}\) [code: a good deal of discharge] I have heard the wind whistle here 2 or 3 times – what a dreary place it must be in Winter!Monday 15 July
Off at 7 \({1\over 2}\) to Capel
Curig – detained talking to Mr
Weaver the landlord about our route, & bought of him
Nicholson's Cambrian Traveller's guide,19 (London 1813, 2d
edition 1 vol. large 8vo price 18/.) From the 1st
turnpike (about 3 miles from Cernioge) the
road loses all its naked dreariness & begins to be wooded & beautiful –
we stopt according to Mr W–'s directions about
6 miles or rather more from Cernioge &
turned down a footpath on our left to see the beautiful fall of Penmachno – this took us altogether about 25 minutes
& waiting 10 minutes more for George to see it,
we were delayed 35 minutes.v Notwithstanding this we reached here,
Capel Curig, at 10 \({1\over 2}\) a
distance of 15 miles – meant to have breakfasted at Bettws but passed on by mistake. [deletion] Stood up in the gig
to see the fall of the Rhyddol20 &
got out to look at the bridge built over the river
on rocks [deletions] beautiful sublime scenery for the last 11 or 12 miles – Snowdon very majestic – completely cloud-capt – Had
breakfast at 11 – then walked into the garden whence a fine view of this king of
mountains & a couple of small lakes just beyond the garden – [deletions]
about 12 the day cleared so much we determined to ascend – all agreed with the
guide & to be off in \({1\over 2}\) hour (at 2) – the house, planned by
Wyatt has a handsome exterior & some capital rooms – but the attendance
& breakfast are the worst we have had so
far21 –
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(Conway Tuesday 8 p.m.) Off to Snowdon at 2 p.m. went in the gig (the guide mounted behind us) as far as we had to go on the Beddgelert road i.e. 4 \({1\over 4}\) miles, & sent George back with the horses – Began the ascent on foot at 3, & gained the highest point of the highest summit Wydfa [sic] (a distance of 5 miles) in 3 \({40\over 60}\) hour – we had hoped to see the sun set, but this was prevented by intervening clouds – we saw however a magnificent prospect – seven lakes immediately among the Snowdonian mountains – the Menai Straights – the bays of Cardigan & Caernarvon, Anglesea &c. &c. the ascent was much easier than I expected – no danger attending it, & the exertion required more on account of the length of the way than anything else – our last part of the ascent for a considerable distance (just above the Glas-Lyn lake) & passing by the copper works which have killed the fish & turned green the waters of the lake) was along an artificial path 5 feet wide, cut in traverses, which brought us up to the ridge, as it were, on which stands the pointed summitWydfa – the first view is certainly most striking and altogether we thought ourselves well repaid for our trouble. Neither the guide (Evan Jones) nor I expected my aunt to go to the top, & therefore took a boy with us to conduct her to Llanberis – as we went along in the gig we had perceived 2 men on horseback after us – they rode to the pass of Llanberis, sent their horses to the village & we soon found them at our heels going up the mountain – they contrived to join us for the benefit of our guide to which I should have objected but one of them was the son of our innkeeper & the other's (a Mr Reid, an attorney) arm was taken by my aunt & he helped her up the mountain & was in fact the means of enabling her to get up to the top – arrived there, we looked about a few minutes, & then foolishly sat down in the little hut on the stone benches – we were some minutes. All the party felt chilled and took a little bread & brandy except myself – Indeed the 2 gents drank almost all the two pint bottles of brandy our guide had taken at 3 or 4 different times of halt – the guide meant to have taken us to Llanberis by Dolbadarn Castle a route of 7 miles – but fancying that by going a shorter we might return to sleep at Capel Curig we ventured down a very steep & difficult pass just above Llanberis – had I had an idea what it was I should not have thought of her doing it – However, by dint of patient labour & constant hold of the guide she got down – frightened as she was yet appearing less so than Mr Reid – yet tho' we saved three miles of distance we were 2 \({20\over 60}\) hour in descending, & did not reach the little inn at Llanberis till 9 \({40\over 60}\), too late to think of leaving it – the gents returned to Capel Curig – we remained – had boiled milk & bread & butter for supper & went to bed – having nothing with us I only took off my pelisse & neck handkerchief & lay down in the rest of my clothes at 11 – to be called at 4 – For fear of damp sheets I wrapt my plaid round me – I know not that I was ever more heated – I had scarcely a dry thread about me – we had walked about 5 \({1\over 2}\) miles of ascent and above 4 of descent 10 times more fatiguing than anything we had done before – my aunt's bowels very painful – doubtless from sitting in that cold hut & taking sheer brandy – I tasted nothing & felt no inconvenience – Very fine day – cool & pleasant & tolerably clear notwithstanding the clouds that shaded the setting sun –Tuesday 16 July
Out in \({1\over 2}\) hour the guide & I walked to
Dolbadarn castle & thence to the
waterfall of Conant Mawr [sic] – a
distance altogether going & returning about 5 miles – (about 2 miles from
the inn to the castle & thence about \({1\over 2}\) mile to the waterfall) – at 6 \({3\over
4}\) after paying our little bill at the Vaenol
Arms – Vaenol the name of
the seat of Mr Ashton Smith to whom the little
inn kept by Robert Closs belongs together with
extensive property in the neighbourhood – 2 \({20\over 60}\) hour walking to
where the gig left us yesterday that is 4 long miles along the pass of Llanberis so narrow as to seem almost like
a tremendous fissure in the mountains – just before
getting into the gig looked down the vale & upon the lake of Quinant – we were only 7
\({3\over 4}\) miles from Beddgelert, for
the whole distance from Capel Curig is only
12 miles – we were back to breakfast about 10 and
off to Llanrwst about 12 – about 2 miles
from Bettws stopt & walked downvii
to see the Rhaidr y Wennol waterfall –
turned over the curved bridge at Bettws (it
is built on rocks in the river) & got to Llanrwst(nine miles) about 2 – beautiful drive all the way –
the town busy & full of people it being market day – walked about, saw the
church & got 2 men to shake the bridge for us – when they set their backs
and pushed against the one centre stone we certainly [missing word] the motion
at the other centre stone – walked down almost to Gwydir
Castle to take a look at it – stopt at the Eagles Inn22 – seemingly a pretty good one, where one might sleep
comfortably – the drive from Llanrwst here (Conway)
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called 12 miles (about 11 \({1\over 2}\) by the mile-posts) beautiful & fine – we were much struck with it in spite of the rain which began very soon after our leaving Llanrwst – By the way, we had just got into the gig when Mr Reid came up & inquired after us – he was thrown down somehow or other by his horse last night & they did not get home till 1 – Our approach to & first sight ofConway remarkably fine – a very hilly stage, & bad road so much of it set with boulder stones very slippery to the horses feet – the road too very narrow – one could scarce think it 7 or 8 years ago the great high road from London thro' Shrewsbury & Holyhead – stopt at the Harp Inn here – my aunt unwell in her bowels all the day, & had tea this evening just before I had dinner – a shoulder of a sheep that was killed this morning yet the meat was well flavoured tho' rather tough – we left Llanrwst at 4 and got here in 3 \({10\over 60}\) hour determined not to press Percy – he has brought us today 39 miles & came in as fresh as if he had done nothing – we have seen not one goat yet – they are all destroyed on Lord Gwedyr's [sic] estate – on account of their hurting his plantations, he about 7 years ago sent an order that every tenant should get rid of all he had by Llanrwst fair (in September) – this was giving them too little time, & caused them great loss which would have been remedied by giving them till Christmas instead of September – for goat's flesh is not good without salting & should be killed at Christmas – very fine morning – rain from about 4 \({1\over 2}\) to 7 \({1\over 2}\) p.m. 'Tis now about 10 \({3\over 4}\) – I am so sleepy I can write no more [code: more discharge today and yesterday than I almost ever had before]Wednesday 17 July
[code: about two hours dressing putting on clean things
& siding my imperial &c] Went out to see the
castle about 10 \({3\over 4}\). Had
scarcely got there before it began to rain pretty heavily & continued the
whole while that we were obliged to return [code:
Gave the man two shillings for shewing the castle. I think one would have done.
The art of travelling requires an apprenticeship. Surely I shall improve in
time. I have given many a sixpence that might have been spare. Always take in
your hand what you mean to give before you go.] The castle is a most beautiful & surprisingly perfect remain
all things considered – but we have seen it to great disadvantage in consequence
of the rain could not see the interior of the keep
tower – the boys of the town sometimes climb into it – but hardly anyone else – it adjoins the great hall – Diganwy [sic] is just across the river about a
mile from the ferry-house – the passage is 1 shilling each person – Conway seems a poor town of 2 or 3 streets
– we have been comfortable here – good, clean beds, tho' very small rooms – no
window curtains, no wash-stand – the pitcher & basin on the toilet table –
good breakfast & great attention – the people seem clean, tho' the house
looks dirtyish & second-rate because, perhaps,
it is old & not easily made [to] look clean or kept
clean – But, on going out I see it is evidently not the first-rate
house – the White Lion, a few doors little lower down the street appears a neat new
building, &, as we passed, a gentleman's landau (hansom) with his own post-boy & horses was at the door. [Code: We
do not cut a figure in travelling equal to our expenses. My aunt is shabbily dressed & does not quite
understand the thorough manners of a gentlewoman – for instance, taking the
man's arm so readily to Snowdon &c
&c. Indescribable. George too is a clown
of a servant – too simple in the manners of the world. But we are not known. I
will try to learn & improve in travelling matters &, by thought &
observation, may turn all this to future advantage. But I feel very low. Somehow
or other seeing M– has been no comfort to me.
When I asked her how long she thought it might be before we got together &
she seemed to fight off answering. On pressing farther she said she felt some
delicacy in this subject & did not like to talk openly of it even to
ourselves for tho she did not love him yet kindness & obligation made her
feel a wish to avoid calculating the time or thinking of except in general terms
– I promised not to press her on the subject again. All this has made a great
impression on me & I know not how it is I cannot shake it off. She never did
so before but talked as coolly of so many – five or ten for instance – years
as I did. She seemed fond of me as ever yet all the night when I was almost
convulsed with smothering my sobs she took no notice nor was affected at all
apparently. The
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next morning her eyes filled at parting. I know not how it is but she as it were deceived me once & I feel that it is miserable to doubt. My aunt observed that she did not seem so fond of me as I was of her. I wish I did not think quite so much of all this but alas I cannot help – surely I shall be better by & by. I feel miserably low. I remember too what she said of Mr Powis that if her heart was not engaged as it is to me she might be in danger of very undesirable & uncomfortable feelings of interest towards him. I might have written her a few lines but feel as if I had not resolution. Were I fit for another world how gladly would I go there.] Just finished the above of today at 12 \({1\over 4}\) – then read Bingley & the Cambrian Directory &
Nicholson's Cambrian Guide – and afterwards wroteviii 2 \({1\over 2}\) pages small & close, giving an account of
our journey to M– to be sent from Caernarvon – It continued to rain all the day &
we ordered dinner at 6, a boiled neck of mutton & caper
sauce – nothing else – about 5 the rain began to abate & it being quite fair
by 6 we determined to go a stage, besides we found the room in which we sat so
very damp, it gave my aunt the rheumatism
& we had dinner in a sitting room upstairs – on looking more about us the house did seem dirty &
uncomfortable & in spite of the civility of the people we wanted to change
our quarters – the White Lion is the inn to
go to – we were off at 7 \({25\over 60}\) and reached here (Aber, the Bull Inn) in exactly 2 \({10\over 60}\)
hours between 9 & 10 miles – the first part of the road very hilly &
walking up Penman-Mawr [sic] took some
time – we lost sight of Conway
immediately – the first view of the sea after passing a fine defile is most
striking fine – the road cut out of the one side of the defile with a low wall ?against deep precipice beneath and then on
the other side (on the right) a tremendous mountain with an excavation
in it, perhaps a copper mine my aunt got out & walked to the bottom of the road
soon after this we came to Penman Mawr which
is tremendously fine – the sea was smooth as glass – the sun setting over it
most beautifully. It was indeed altogether a magnificent sight – such scenery I
never saw before – the drive from Conway
here exceeds all we have met with hitherto – It was darkish before we got here –
It seems a comfortable house, & our beds look comfortable – sat up reading
Nicholson's guide – did not come upstairs till 11 \({40\over 60}\) – then wrote
the last 13 lines of today – Fine all the way we came not a drop of rain –
passed the mail just before we came to the Penman Mawr turnpike – [code: a great
deal of discharge tho I have hitherto used two syringe-fulls of water night
& morning]
Thursday 18 July
At 8 \({1\over 4}\) my aunt & I set off (a cunning
little girl our guide – picked her up in the village) to see the cataract
Rhiader Mawr – the girl pronounced
Rhiader as tho' pronounced adder – going & returning took us 1 \({49\over 60}\) hours. Rained all the time more or less, but
gently & not so as to wet one much – my aunt thought the cataract not worth the trouble we had had –
Breakfasted – the milk in the house all sour – desired the waiter to get some
elsewhere – nobody kept any cows or even goats & no milk to be had – sent
for the mistress (Mrs Lewis) she was very
civil, said it was a shame to live in the country & have no milk & she
sent somewhere, borrowed a pint, & I had at last, coffee au lait as usual,
& a good breakfast. In paying the bill they gave me, in change 2 Irish
tenpennys, but valued them only at 9d. I gave the waiter 1 of these and 2d, &
the chamber[maid] the other (i.e. 9d) not giving her anything for my bed,
because the sheets were certainly not clean of which I took care to tell both
her & her mistress – as they told we could get nothing for the horses at the
slate quarries we took 2 feeds of corn (16d) with us wrapt up in the plaid – the
clouds looked very threatening – Left Aber
at 11 \({10\over 60}\), and in 1 \({1\over 2}\) at 12
\({40\over 60}\), on account of a heavy shower stopt [at] a neat looking small house by the wayside (Mr Jones's the Tin y
Mins Inn [sic], as the chambermaid spelt it, 7 miles from
Bangor & 8 from Capel Curig)) – Detained here 1 \({1\over 2}\) hour
it rained almost all the while & besides Percy had his near hind shoe
fastened on – the Vale of Nant
Frangon [sic] began about a mile from Tin y Mins Inn with the slate
quarries – Drove forwards about 3 \({1\over 2}\) miles to within
4 or 5 miles of Capel Curig, a good way
beyond the end of Ogwen Pool – the scenery,
the tremendous mountains on each side all the way, particularly bordering the
lake, sublime & savagely grand – It was about 3 hours from our leaving
Tin y mins to our going into the slate
quarry which we entered at 4 \({1\over 4}\) & stayed \({1\over 2}\) hour – it
rained very heavily all the while & afterwards
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till we got back to Llandegai (2 miles from here, Bangor) where we turned to our left this morning to Nant Frangon – we turned off to the slate quarries to the left as we returned from Ogwen Pool at the last turnpike before Llandegai – owing to some men standing by we took a round in going & were 20 minutes from the high road to the quarries – we returned a nearer way in 10 minutes – the quarries very well worth seeing – shewn us by an overlooker John Hughes. A better sort of workman allowed 14/. a week – 9 hundred & 2 or 3 men employed in all the quarries (belonging now to Mr Pennant who succeeded to the estates of the late Lord Penryn, & who, Evan Jones the Snowdon guide told us, had 28, 000 a year clearing 18, 000 by the quarries) – we saw the largest quarry 450 men employed in it – they were pulling down huge masses of slate with ropes – or rather the ropes were fastened to or about the rock for the men to climb up by, & split or rend off the masses with large iron wedges – others were blasting the rock with gunpowder – this so lacerates the rock they only do it when other means fail – we went thro' a longish tunnel from one quarry to another 60 yards deep – slates different sizes – the largest £7 a thousandixdelivered at Port Penrhyn (close to Bangor) the smallest 4/6 a thousand – good workmen can earn about £2 a month – each one pays 4/. a month towards clearing away the waste made in getting & dressing the slates – & what more is required is paid by Mr Pennant – the refuse is carted out along the side of the hill & has a striking effect (like so many pit-hills as we call them) at a distancex – we particularly admired the small scattered town & very neat-looking church of Llandegai, & should have liked to visit Penryn castle at a short distance from it on the right (going from Conwayto Bangor) had we had time &c – The castle is approached from Llandegai by a fine gothic gateway under a handsome dog-toothed Saxon church-like arch – this, however, struck me as rather inconsistent with a regular castle gate – not yet quite finished – got out at the Castle Inn, Bangor (at the back of the cathedral) at 6 – drove down to the bishop's palace (I suppose it is) at first, & thence directed to the Castle – It is the best inn in the place, but bad enough & dirty enough – quite full – 2 very small hot uncomfortable looking rooms at the top of the house – and a sitting room on the left of the entrance on the ground floor next to the street & even about this we had some difficulty, finding other company when we returned from the cathedral & obliged to civily turn them out, tho' here before us – a reverend Mr & his daughter Miss Jones from Ruthin – walked out before dinner – a very poor little town & very paltry cathedral – a great long sword upon a flat table in a niche bespoke the tomb of Owen Glendwr [sic]23 – suspecting that we ought to have gone to the Penrhyn Arms at Port Penrhyn close upon Bangor, perhaps \({1\over 2}\) mile off – I walked to see & be convinced – this is a dirty bustling coach-house – PerhapsBangor Ferry would have suited us much better, but Mr W.H. Rawson said "avoid Bangor Ferry" – we shall see it tomorrow – I wish I had not minded this – however, we mean to be off at 7 in the morning & breakfast at the hotel at Caernarvon – we had mullet to dinner (sat down at 7 \({1\over 2}\)) well dressed & good – a large too-short-a-time-kept leg of mutton & a goodish currant tart (pie) – settled the accounts & wrote this journal of today after dinner – It seems to have been fair all the evening – Finished this at 10 \({1\over 2}\) & then went upstairs to bed –Friday 19 July
Rained all the night & prevented our setting off this
morning till 7 \({3\over 4}\) instead of 7 – Drove to Bangor Ferry (the front towards our road like that of a common
ale-house) but a longish neatly white washed front towards the Menai that there may be tolerably good
accommodations – but the house we hear here
(Caernarvon, hotel or Marquess of Anglesea's Arms) is quite full – got out at the
bridge over the straights24 of which the 4
small arches on the Anglesea side & the
3 on this side are finished – I have just finished my letter to M– (begun on Wednesday at Conway, having written the latter \({1\over 2}\) 3d page
& the ends small & close) & have said "the span left for the iron
arch looks tremendous & the work when completed will deserve
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a high place among the wonders of our land – In point of strength it is Egyptian – in point of lightness & proportion Grecian – I am delighted with it & think it so far the germ of the finest thing I ever saw –"......"After a rainy day on Wednesday the evening was fine: it was high water, & so fine a drive as the 9 miles from Conwy to Aber (6 miles from Bangor, & where we slept) cannot surely be surpassed throughout the kingdom or perhaps the world – The winding down the chasm before Penman Mawr; the 1st view of the sea bounded by Anglesea & Puffin Island; the sun setting most gloriously; the road cut out of the rock about 50 yardsxi from the foot of Penman Mawr, the waves or rather water smooth as glass just murmuring below, formed altogether so fine, so sublimely beautiful a scene as I shall not hastily forget – the shades of evening ushered us into Aber, where we slept & breakfasted the next morning comfortably, after walking about 3 miles there and back to see the Rhiader vawr, a somewhat noted cataract – we left Aber a little after 11 (rain prevented our setting off sooner) turned along the Capel Curig road at Llandegai, & made a diversion of nearly 20 miles to see the whole of the celebrated vale of Nant Frangon & the Penrhyn slate quarries – our expectations more than equalled in both respects,25 & got to Bangor about 6, in time to see surely the most paltry city & cathedral in his majesty's dominions – yet the situation of Bangor is beautiful & had the inn (The Castle – the best) been better we might have enjoyed ourselves more." – Beautiful drive from Bangor here – got here in 2 \({1\over 2}\) hours at 10 \({1\over 4}\) – It is a large handsome looking house, built by the present Marquess – we have a sitting-room, about 11 yards by 6, lighted by 3 large sashes – I should think it about 14 feet high or perhaps more – have had a good breakfast & are very comfortable more especially after such inns as the Harp at Conway & far worse as to sleeping rooms the Castle at Bangor – there was not even a chair in my room last night – in fact, the place was too small to hold me – it was very close, & the whole house had a smell of dirtyness & meat kept too long – George too was very uncomfortable – yet I slept well not withstanding – 'Tis now 3 \({1\over 4}\) – the sun has been getting out for the last \({1\over 4}\) hour, & it is fair & fine – It began to rain while I was on one of the walls of the bridge over the Menai (I got out to go upon it & view this stupendous work) & rained all the rest of our way here – sometimes very heavily, & did not begin to clear at all till about 1 – Between the tops of the arches there are strong walls built all down the middle of the bridge longitudinally & other walls meet these at right angles the spaces between the arches across the bridge – The post leaves here at 5, but the letters must be in the office at 4 – sent my letter to M– at 3 \({3\over 4}\) – my aunt & I walked out at 4 – went to the castle, walked all round it & then had the daughter of the woman whose province it is to shew it – went up to the top of the Eagle-Tower – fine view – Nicholson's guide says the interior was divided into 2 parts, an outer & inner part – vid. p. 28426 the woman said it was divided into 3 courts, & I thought I saw traces of this triple division – we were 50 minutes there – perfectly delighted with this castle. Much larger than Conway Castle & not such a perfect skeleton – A fine gallery (Nicholson says 70 yards long) quite entire – the dungeon is very much filled up, but seemed small altogether as far as I could judge from the outside – for tho' on the brink of the interior it was too dark to see anything of it without a candle – the castle is very irregular, but very imposing, & surely one of the most perfect specimens of castle architecture now remaining – I think Mr Pennant would have done well to have taken the arch of the great entrance as a model for the arch of his new gateway at Penrhyn Castle – He would thus have avoided the seeming confusion of the ecclesiastical & castle style – we returned home immediately – it had begun to rain again & we just got in before it came on heavily & continued with little intermission more or less the rest of the evening – Dinner at 6 \({1\over 4}\) – salmon & a roasted leg of mutton, 7 or 8 lbs & very good – it was, the waiter said, the common size – He mentioned Mr Roberts, the harper, who won the silver medal (a small silver harp) at the Eisteddfod in 1821 at Wrexham27 – we asked what we should give him – the waiter said people seldom gave him less than \({1\over 2}\) crown, & if he made a charge, he would charge \({1\over 2}\) crown an hour for he was not a common harper but a sort of teacher & master bard among them. He came at 9 & played 1 \({5\over 60}\) hour in our room, for which we gave him 3/. He seemed satisfied – played us several Welsh airs, Handel's 2d concerto &c. & is certainly a fine performer with great execution & taste – He hadxii
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looking a little at Bingley & Nicholson's Cambrian Guidexiv – at 4 took a little girl to carry the plaid & umbrella & set off to Dinas Emrisabout 1 \({1\over 2}\) miles on the Capel Curig road in Cwm Cloch – we had gone little more than a mile, when the poor child began to cry, & I sent her back again – walked forward 2 miles (i.e. about \({1\over 2}\) mile beyond Dinas Emris) a little way along Lake Dinas – small house at the end of it & some green fertile looking fields – a little plantation about the house – I longed to have gone further as far as Lake Gwinant – the scenery as far as I did go very fine – got back at 5 \({10\over 60}\) in the midst of a heavy shower – very hot with walking – Off from Beddgelert for Tan-y-Bwlch at 5 \({35\over 60}\) – the scenery for the first 3 miles terrifically fine – Pont-Aber-Glasyn bridge tremendous – the road for a good way down to it narrow & no fence or merely a single row [of] great stones to guard the precipice – there is no great cataract – but the unguardedness of the road, the [deletion] torrent tumbling over rocks below & the perpendicular rock to the height of 2 or 3 hundred feet on the other side form a most impressive scene – there is a turnpike just beyond the bridge thro' which we went up a tremendously steep hill, from which a fine view down an opening upon the Traethmawr sands. Indeed the whole stage (they called it 10 miles at Beddgelert) is tremendously hilly – the scenery is indescribably fine – the first about 3 miles & the last about 2 cannot surely be exceeded – but the whole far surpassed anything we had seen – Penman Mawr is a different sort of thing should be excepted & should not be compared with it – Very fine peeps of Wyddfa at intervals, & the Glyder mawr – never saw Wyddfa to such advantage – In short, no one travelling in Wales should miss the drive from Beddgelert to Tan-y-Bwlch – the road in many places not at all fenced off from the precipice on one side – my aunt sick with fright more than once – several heavy showers as we came along, just in our faces, particularly for 50 or 100 yards just after leaving Beddgelert & for the last \({1\over 2}\) mile – the inn most beautifully situated at the foot of an almost perpendicular steep wooded from top to bottom – tremendous descending the road down it – a most comfortable inn – sat down to dinner at 9 \({1\over 2}\) (got here in 2 \({20\over 60}\) hours at 5 minutes before 8) fryed salmon, a very small fish cut in slices – a roasted loin of mutton & apple tart & cream – the best potatoes I have tasted in Wales – the mutton most excellent, the best we have had – we have enjoyed our dinner exceedingly & both had a nap since – my aunt is just gone to bed – instead of wine, a bottle of very fair cider – they get it from Bristol – Did not begin this page till 10 \({50\over 60}\) & it is now 11 \({1\over 2}\) – Very heavy showers repeatedly during the day – but tho' we had our coats &c. dried at Beddgelert & here we escaped getting much wet – 12 miles from Caernarvon to B_ 10 from B_ here – the roads roughish & very hilly very! particularly this last stage, yet Percy came in not at all tired – He is a capital gig-horse – Went upstairs to bed at 11 \({40\over 60}\) – sat up reading Nicholson's Cambrian Guide article Harlech &c.33 & looking over our accounts – [code: a great deal of discharge yesterday & today & ever since I left home]Sunday 21 July
We have found as much as \({1\over 2}\) hour difference in the
clocks in a single stage – these a quarter later than those at Caernarvon which latter I go by – Very rainy night
& morning – enough to wet one thro' in 2 or 3 minutes – Tis very doubtful
whether we can stir out at all today – the weather is so bad & seems so
likely to continue so, and besides we are so limited for time, I think we must
give up Harlech & Barmouth, Dolgelli & Cader Idris,
nay! had it been fine perhaps we might have got to Aberystwyth & the Devil's
Bridge & Hafod – and we
must return by Bala from here – came
downstairs at 9 \({1\over 2}\) quite ready for being off if the weather were
better – 12 \({50\over 60}\) after much watching the weather it seemed to clear a little
near 1pm, & we determined to go to Dolgelli(18 miles) by the high road (Caernarvon road) vid. Cary p. 24334 – off from Tan y Bwlch at 1 \({40\over 60}\) & got to Trawsfynidd [sic]in 1 \({32\over 60}\) hour – at 3
\({12\over 60}\) – (Trowsfinith pronounced) – a miserable village – perhaps a
tolerable town for North Wales – 6 miles from Tan y
Bwlch – passed the Highgate Inn (a
small pot-house) & drove a little farther to the Cross Foxes Inn35 a good deal better in appearance than the other tho' still
a very common sort of ale-house the road here for
the 1st \({1\over 2}\) way bad & hilly
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the latter pretty tolerable – a tremendous hill just out of Maentwrog where we passed the neat looking little church close on our right – In looking down the Vale saw Tan y Bwlch (Mr Oakley's) embosomed in wood on the right of the declivity as we went down to Tan y Bwlch last night – & on the same side of the vale about 3 miles from Tan y Bwlch on the margin of the lake the village of Ffestiniog whence the vale is commonly named by tourists – the clock here is 20 minutes later than from that at Tan y Bwlch & \({1\over 2}\) hour later than Caernarvon – the clocks at Cernioge & Capel Curig varied about \({1\over 2}\) hour – a little rain as we set off but rest of the way fair – a shower just as we stopt here – soon lost sight of the Vale of Festiniog which is certainly very beautiful – well cultivated, well wooded, & fertile – the road after leaving it bounded by high rugged mountains more or less distant so distant as scarcely to form what one would call a vale – the high & bleak intervening ground turbary strewed with large rude masses of stone – passed thro' a little wood of moss-grown oaks up a hill near here – Trawsfynidd "a large village" vid. Nicholson's Cambrian Guide p. 79536 "a mean village" vid. p. 1272.37Dolgelle 9 \({5\over 60}\) – arrived here at 8 \({5\over 60}\) i.e. twelve miles in 3 \({20\over 60}\) hours having left Trawsfynidd at 4 \({3\over 4}\) – the first 4 miles of the road very bad made with stones broken into such large pieces, or paved as it were with them so roughly, we were obliged to walk all the way & still were shockingly jolted – the country too bleak & dreary & uninteresting, the mountains receding too far – yet a few little cottages or poorish little farm houses – almost [illegible] of the road, when, at the end of the first 4 miles the mountains began to approach each other, the Mawdach [sic]38 rushed along its rocky bed on our right, & the scenery became wooded & very fine – by & by crossed the river & then had it all along on our left – several little streams rushed into the river – one forming a beautiful cascade close on our right & then rushed thro' a bridge under the road – 2 or 3 gentlemen's seats – the wood, the water, the stupendous mountain ranges on each side forming a landscape surely not to be surpassed – the town of Dolgelle [sic] finely situated & opened upon us beautifully. Indeed the whole of the last eight miles of this road baffles description – we have seen nothing to compare with it – the coming down upon Beddgelert is very fine, as also thro' Mr Oakley's woods down to Tan y Bwlch, but I give the preference to the last 8 miles of today & think no one should visit North Wales without travelling this road – the approach to & view of Penman Mawr (which perhaps struck me the most) at the time; the tremendous grandeur of the 1st 3 miles from Beddgelert to Tan y Bwlch including Pont Aberglaslyn & the peep down upon Traithmawr Sands – and the savage sublimity of the scenery about Ogwen Pool in Nant Frangon have together with the last 8 miles of today, impressed me as the best worth seeing things we have met with – dinner at 9 My aunt's bowels not quite well (the cider yesterday might disagree with her) & she had tea immediately on our arrival – I had part of a loin of mutton roasted – very good & tender, a piece of salmon boiled & an apple pie or tart with a bottle of cider, of which I did not quite drink a tumbler glass – wrote the last 14 lines after dinner – had done them at 10 \({50\over 60}\) having 1st settled with George. Very sleepy & went upstairs at 11 [code: my aunt & I for the first time have a double bedded room but I have managed to get a dressing room up in the garret – great deal of discharge] Monday 22 July
Capital lodging room, good bed & slept well –
Breakfasted at 10 – the worst breakfast I have had because the butter strong &
not good & the coffee bad or perhaps the boiled milk a little inclined to be
sourish – Rained all the night sometimes very heavily & rainy morning that
we at once gave up all thought of going to Barmouth or doing anything but make the best of our way home –
my aunt's bowels better this morning but she
looks ill – 'Tis now 12 – have been reading Nicholson's guide ever since
breakfast – (Drws y Nant Inn, ale-house by
the road side, W. Jones 8 miles from Dolgelle) stopt here to bait the horses at 2 \({20\over 60}\)
having left Dolgelle at 12 \({3\over 4}\) –
Beautiful drive as far as here, chiefly thro' wood, the Wnion39 river accompanying us from
Dolgelle & foaming on our right – it
forms several pretty cascades particularly 1 under a bridge perhaps a mile or 2
from here – Just before leaving Dolgelle,
for 20 minutes walked round the town – certainly a poor place according to
English ideas – the cottages miserable, tho' apparently of the better sort for
North Wales
– mud floors – the smell of the peat fires is strong & disagreeable to those
not accustomed
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to it – & the large masses of the dark mountain stone used for building, the unevenness of them in all but the better kind of houses filled up with lesser fragments, give the buildings an unusually dark rude appearance which, with poor broken windows, completes the shabby look of the cottages in North Wales – But the fine blue roofing slate very commonly used is remarkably neat, & seems oddly contrasted with the rest – there is a sort of square (market place) at Dolgelle – on one side the Angel Inn with a penthouse or covered way in front, facing a row of poor-looking cottages with a covered way also in front – at another side the "Caravansery" or Red Lion Inn,40 & opposite to it the Ship Inn apparently a new erection & next best inn to the Golden Lion close to the church to which you turn to the right on entering the town from Tan y Bwlch – this inn consists of 2 capital erections (for a Welsh town, where the inns seem generally the best houses) on each side of the street fronting each other – the one to our left as we arrived has the sign – here everything is cooked & carried across the street to the other house in which we were the former being full – but our part had a covered door-way supported on 2 slender pillars & I think cut the best appearance – the people very civil – woman waiter – steady elderly woman who had lived there many years – nice steady elderly chambermaid – stopt a minute at a small stationers shop in the square at Dolgelle – a cattle doctoring book in Welsh & English, description ofDolgelle & Cader Idris 2/. – English testament – map of North Wales in a case – 2 or 3 Welsh pamphlets in the window – as we entered the town, near the bridge on the left a handsomish new erection nearly finished for a town & county hall – In the walls of this as of the Golden Lion & Ship Inn, the large masses of stone cut regularly & look well enough, tho' dark & heavy – the clouds came over the mountains & we feared a continuance of the rain – we had had only a drop or 2 for a moment once or twice, & seem to have left it behind us – yet the clouds have quite hid the higher summits of the mountains, that we have had no good view of Cadir Idris – (Bala – White Lion Inn – Ellis 8 \({1\over 4}\) p.m.) Left Drws y Nant at 3 \({3\over 4}\) & got here at 5 \({50\over 60}\) – all the guide books mention the Bull as the best inn; the people at Dolgelle recommended us to the White Lion – Drove thro' the town to compare appearances & stopt at the latter tho' my aunt thought the Bull's Head rather the better looking of the 2 – However, I think we are right – the landlady is a very nice woman – everything seems very clean & comfortable &, so far, I should certainly recommend the house – my aunt rather had a little mutton broth with a boiled steak or 2 in it – I had a small loin of mutton (very good) roasted, good peas & potatoes, & a very good bilberry tart – no wine – only cold water – Walked a little into the town before dinner (sat down to table about 7) & also afterwards – better town than Dolgelle – we admired it very much as we entered – wide street 7 or 8 young elm trees on our left – a neat town-hall opposite our inn (our inn on the left) – a neat church41 a little farther on the same side as the town hall – the church very neatly pewed (peeped in at the window) & apparently recently built – 3 or 4 little streets besides the main street & I should think Bala must rank high among the good towns in North Wales – The drive from Drws y Nant very uninteresting till we came in sight of the Bala lake – which we kept close on our right (often no fence to guard the road from it) up to the very town at least within a fields' length – a beautiful sheet of water – full when we saw it, its surface curled like the waves of the sea & at this end a little surf – quite as much as we saw at the foot on Penman Mawr – a gentleman's cottage very prettily situated on the East bank of the lake – very fair road all the way – great deal of hay to get in North Wales & a good deal to cut – the grass very thin & short, not at all equal to one of our middling pastures – little corn to be seen anywhere & that only, thin short oats or barley. I have somewhere seen a little rye, but do not remember any wheat in North Wales. Very few cattle & those only the small black breed & occasionally a few brindled red – sheep up & down the mountains, but not so small as I expected. Have only seen 1 goat a little tame thing at Caernarvon – I had an idea of pretty grey Welsh ponys, but have seen nothing of the sort – Should not have known the horses I have seen from English – the weather improved before we left Drws y Nant, & had a pretty fine afternoon. A few drops of rain sent us in about 8 \({1\over 2}\) but it seems gone off again for the present – Settled with George & paid the bill, meaning to be off to Corwen at 7 in the morning – went upstairs at 9 \({50\over 60}\) – [code: Sat up hunting for a frill & adding up my accounts. Find one pound short] In taking out my purse at Tan y Bwlch, I let fall some sovereigns & surely did not pick them all up – I must have thus lost one42 [code: great deal of discharge]
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Tuesday 23 July
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The former, perfectly easy, peculiarly attentive & well bred & bespeaking a person accustomed to a great deal of good society – mild & gentle, certainly not masculine, & yet there was a je-ne-sais-quoi striking – her conversation shewing a personal acquaintance with most of the literary characters of the day & their works – she seemed sanguine about Lady Eleanor's recovery – poor soul! My heart ached to think how small the chance – she told me her ladyship had undergone an operation 3 times – the sight of one eye restored – couching by absorption – I said I believed it was neither a painful nor dangerous operation – she seemed to think it both, the one & the other. Mentioned the beauties of the place – the books I had noticed in their rustic library – she said Lady E– read French, Spanish & Italian – had great knowledge of ancient manners & customs, understood the obsolete manners & phrases of Tasso43 remarkably well – had written elucidatory notes on the first 2 (or 4, I think) books of Tasso, but had given away the only copy she ever had. Contrived to ask if they were Classical – "No!" (said she) "Thank God from Latin & Greek I'm free" – Speaking of translations she mentioned La Cerda's44 (I think it was) as the best according to some bishop friend of hers of Virgil, & Cary's45 as being most excellent of Tasso, literal & excellent for a beginner & which she should recommend to anyone wanting assistance. She somehow mentioned Lucretius,46 but it was "a bad book & she was afraid of reading it" – I asked why – he was a deistical writer – I mentioned Dr John Mason Good's translation,47 adding that I believed he Dr Good was not a high church man. "No! She knew he was heterodox". I observed that she might think all the classics objectionable. "Yes! They wanted pruning, but the Delphin Editions48 were very good – as people got older, she said, they were more particular – she was almost afraid of reading Cain,49 tho' Lord B had been very good in sending them several of his works. I asked if she had read Don Juan50 – she was ashamed to say she had read the 1st canto – she said I had named Mr Bankes – & asked if it was Mr Bankes Cleaver51 – I thought not, did not know him, but he was the most particular friend of a friend of mine – it was Mr B– the great Grecian, said to be now the best in England since Mr Porson's death.52 She did not think he had ever been there, did not know, did not remember him. She asked if I would walk out – shewed me their kitchen garden – walked round the shrubbery with me – she said she owned to their having been 42 years there. They landed first in South Wales, but it did not answer the accounts they had heard of it – they then travelled in North Wales &, taken with the beauty of this place, took the cottage for 31 years – but it was a false lease & they had had a great deal of trouble & expense. It was only 4 years since they had bought the place. Dared say I had a much nicer place at home – mentioned its situation, great age, long time in the family, &c. She wished to know where to find an account of it – said it had been their humble endeavour to make their place as old as they could. Spoke like a woman of the world about liking the place where I was born &c – said I was not born there – my father was a younger brother but that I had the expectation of succeeding my uncle – "Ah ,then," said she "you will soon be the master & there will be an end of romance" "Never! Never!" said I. I envied their place & the happiness they had had there – dared say, they had never quarrelled – "No! they had never had a quarrel – little difference of opinion sometimes – life could not go on without it – but only about the planting of a tree – and when they differed in opinion, they took care to let no one see it." At parting she shook hands with me and gave me a rose; I said I should keep it for the sake of the place where it grew – she had before said she should be happy to introduce me some time to Lady Eleanor – I had given my aunt's compliments & inquiries – said she would have called with me but feared to intrude & was not quite well this evening – she (Miss P–) gave me a sprig of geranium for my aunt with her compliments & thanks for her inquiries. Lady E. was asleep while I was there – Miss P– had been reading to her "Adam Blair"53 the little book recommended to me by M– at Chester. I had told Miss P– I had first seen an account of them in La Belle Assemblee a dozen years ago,54 & had longed to see the place ever since. She said some people had been very impertinent, particularly Dr Mavor,55 who had in some way displeased (laughed at, or something) their old housekeeper to whose memory they have erected a monument in the church yard – & it seems the ladies have a particular objection to Dr M– but Miss P– appears to have lost her teeth & occasionally mumbles a little, that, as a stranger, I did not always perhaps quite understand her - It seems 2 of the Cromptons & their brother (of Esholt)56 were lately sketching the place. The ladies sent them chairs – went out to speak to them (for they were retiring, fearing they had offended the ladies) – formed an acquaintance &, wanting to know something about the Derwentwater family57 which the C–s could get to know – there has been a correspondence. Miss P– said she had not answered their last letter but meant to do it – Lady E.B. & Miss P– seem great pedigree people, antiquaries, topographers &c. I came away much pleased with Miss P– & sincerely hoping Lady E– will recover to enjoy a few years more in this world. I know not how it is, I felt low after coming away – a thousand moody reflections occurred, but again, writing has done me good – went to & returned from Plas Newydd in a gleam – showery afternoon & evening – I mean to dry & keep the rose Miss P– gave me – 'Tis now 10 \({1\over 4}\). Sat talking to my aunt. Came upstairs at 11 \({10\over 60}\) [code: forty minutes siding my things in the imperial – used the syringe with cold water three times today great deal of discharge]
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rounded into curves of beauty without one trace of the sublime – no water – the want is striking – we have a comfortable sitting-room upstairs [code: A double-bedded room adjoining & I have my wash-stand. Dress & undress here in the sitting room]. Got a little out of our way in leaving Ruthin & passed the White Lion Inn – a very nice, largish-looking house – certainly the place we ought to have gone – George tells me the other was not respectable – the man landlord was a horse-dealer & the squalling came from his daughter whom some man was laying hold of. Both my aunt & I felt too unwell to stir out again after dinner. 'Tis now 10p.m. when I have just finished writing the latter half of today – [code: At ten, discovered a neighbouring double-bedded room at liberty. Had all moved there & glad to get a place to myself.] Went to my room at 11 \({1\over 4}\) [code: great deal of discharge but not quite so much as two days ago this last morning & night or two. I have used three syringes of water instead of two] Thursday 25 July
Went to a glove shop on the same side as the inn a little
higher up – (Denbigh being celebrated for
gloves) – the shop shut up (only one shop of note) & the gloves in the window
damaged & very inferior make & appearance – Mrs Salusbury58 sent to the glovers' house – he was in his hay field
&
had taken the key of his shop & his wife who came to us was sorry we could
not wait – Off immediately at 10 \({3\over 4}\) – an hour in getting the 4 miles to St
Asaph – walked the horse up 2 or 3
steepish hills which made us so long – Stopt 20 minutes at the cathedral gate
while we saw the cathedral itself – They are
underdrawing in very good gothic style the roof of
the nave – Messrs Barrett (I think the woman said) & Parry of Shrewsbury59 – the cathedral very small but very neat and
altogether a pretty little ecclesiastical bijou –
the see worth60 £7000 a
year the woman said she knew – one steep street, the White Lion (I think) the
only good inn, at the top of it – Left St
Asaph at 12 \({5\over 60}\) and stopt at the White Horse
(Richard Mansell, Holywell) at 2 \({25\over
60}\), just 2 \({20\over 60}\) hours coming these ten miles – a few steepish
hills, & walking slowly up them made us get on slowly – Fine view of the
Irish Channel & estuary of the Dee about 2
miles from here – stopt at the turnpike (one mile distant from the town) close
to some mines on our left whence the men gave us some specimens of cubic lead,
calamine, & black jack – From the inn my aunt & I walked down to St
Winifred's well, close to the church yard – a woman there (at the
well) gave each of us a glass of water & a printed sheet of paper account
of the spring61 for which I gave her 6d & she
certainly was not satisfied. Thence my aunt
and I walked forwards to the village of Greenfield – in returning my aunt left me a little below St Winifred's well, & I turned up a lane on the right to
what is called the Holywell level – it looks
like a common culvert the arch about a yard from the surface of the water.
There is a small cottage over it, some people live there to prevent children
doing mischief – the culvert or level opens into a small basin where were laid
up 3 of the vessels perhaps 1 yard wide & ten long. The level extends 1
\({1\over 2}\) mile the woman at the cottage said & there is a communication
with it at the mines near the turnpike above named about one mile from Holywell. Mr
Harrison chief manager of the mines & level – the woman gave
me another specimen or 2. Indeed I had first picked them up there & had got
a very good one of black jack from a heap of stones to mend the road with as my
aunt & I walked to Greenfield – Left Holywell at 4 \({25\over 60}\) – pretty enough for 3 or 4 miles
from Holywell so long as we had the estuary
of the Dee full in view – At the mines62 near 3 miles from Holywell
on the right of the road at a small village asked a man if he could give me a
specimen of the white ore of lead – he knew nothing of it; but when I asked him
for a piece of chat he stooped & picked up a piece from a heap of stones
laid by the roadside to mend it with – Northop & Hawarden
niceish little towns with good churches – at the latter town a handsome gothic
gateway to Sir Richard Glynn's place63 in whose grounds is the ruin
ofHawarden Castle. Stopt here at Willoughby's, the Royal hotel Chester, at 7 \({1\over 2}\), having got here in 3
\({5\over 60}\) hours from Holywell – very
good road – walked Percy up 3 or 4 hills – were shewn into the same sitting room
we had a fortnight ago – asked to have the same lodging rooms & have got
them [code: My aunt went upstairs. I sat
musing on M– thinking I wasted my life in vain
expectation, hoping for a time which she is too delicate to like to calculate.
Somehow I cannot get over this.] Sat down to dinner at 8 \({1\over 2}\) – giblet soup –
excellent veal cutlets, potatoes, peas, currant tart & a bottle of port
wine. My aunt better & I felt as usual
again today & have enjoyed my dinner. I have just settled with George & writ the last 20 lines of today
& it is now 10 \({40\over 60}\) a shower or [2] this morning just as we stopped at St
Asaph & afterwards in our way to Holywell the rest of the day very fine - came upstairs at 11 \({20\over 60}\).