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could now make out only twenty. The lakes of Llan- 

 beris, the vale to the Menai, and the whole island of 

 Anglesea, presented a glorious spectacle, and towards 

 Beddgelert, Lyns Dinas and Gwinant were beauty 

 spots of no mean interest, as well as the little pools 

 called Llyn Llwdaiv and Llyn y Cwm Glds, beneath 

 the horrid pointed crags of Clogwyn y Garnedd ; but 

 towards Capel Curig a dense mist brooded over the 

 low country, from whose head quarters, advanced 

 squadrons occasionally pushed on, and dark a.midst 

 the fleecy masses that mantled their shoulders, rose 

 the gigantic heads of Carnedd Llewellyn, Moel Siabod, 

 and the Glyder Vawr, as if contending for pre-emi- 

 nency with Snowdon himself. On Yr Wyddfa, the 

 highest point of Snowdon, the trigonometrical sur- 

 veyors have reared a permanent stony cairn or mount, 

 surmounted by a pole, which has already received the 

 indeDtations of almost every letter of the alphabet, re- 

 peated as reporters sometimes tell of toasts at public 

 dinners, nine times nine ! so inveterate is the habit of 

 Englishmen to leave a memento of their track behind 

 them so tempting is it to have one's name elevated 

 above the clouds, and literally held aloft by Snowdon 

 for the admiration of succeeding generations ! For- 

 tunately the beacon post is stout and strong enough 

 to bear the hacks of many a host of invading carvers, 

 but it is to be lamented, that unless they climb higher 

 and higher, there will soon be a deficiency of " room 

 and verge enough" for these barbie operations ; so 

 that it may be advisable for future adventurers to 

 change the scene, and seek to carve out immortality 

 in the classic waters of " old Conway's roaring flood." 

 I found a party of gentlemen had just preceded me 



