ITO RAMBLE OVER DERBYSHIRE HILLS AND DALES. 
best to keep the facts of the time in which they were written 
unaltered. 
Without further preface I shall therefore commence my narra- 
tive of 
A Six Days’ RAMBLE OVER DERBYSHIRE HILLS AND DALES. 
MONDAY. 
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not unrecompensed the man shall roam, 
Who at the call of summer quits his home, 
And plods o’er some wide realm, o’er vale and height, 
Though seeking only holiday delight.” 
LookeED forward to for many weeks with anticipated pleasure, the 
time at last arrived for our photographic ramble in the Peak of 
Derbyshire, and on the 26th of July, 1858, we left Derby by the 
6.30 train, as happy a quartette as one could wish to see. We 
breakfasted at the “‘ Thatched House Tavern” at Ambergate,* while 
waiting for the train which was to convey us onward to the ter- 
minus at Rowsley.t We had to spend two long hours here, though 
eager to get on, and had it not been for the good breakfast and 
soothing matutinal pipe, I don’t know how we should have 
endured it. We watched the shunting of luggage-wagons ; we 
counted the long row of chimneys at the lime-kilns; and we 
criticized the dauby pictures in our room. and got what fun out 
of them we could—amongst them the Temptation of S. Anthony 
is especially fine, and represented the time when 
*¢ The worsest devil of all” 
had commenced her fascinating allurements. The next shows a 
bibulous boor sitting doubled up in a rickety chair, as though the 
sour beverage had been too much for his stomach ; while another 
represents a couple of boosey-looking personages perambulating a 
wine-cellar in search of the choicest cask, armed with a formid- 
able centrebit! Tired of the pictures, tired of the lime-kilns, 
* Since pulled down, and in its place the Hurt’s Arms Hotel. 
+ At this time the Midland Railway did not penetrate further. 
