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existence.* I can not learn what happened to the silver pencil 
case or gold watch, said to have been found upon Charles’ body 
with his name engraved thereon; but when the present Miss 
Gough’s father and mother were making a tour of the Lakes in 
1857, the egg-cups and toast-rack which poor Charles used at the 
old Cherry-tree were shewn to them, kept lovingly as memorials of 
the wanderer who died upon Helvellyn. 
Making enquiries in the Wythburn dale, it was well remembered 
by old men whose fathers “kenned” young Gough, that he was a 
“particlar nice young man, varra free, and most particlar fond of 
fishin’ an’ aw, an’ knew ivery beck this side o’ t’ Raise.” It was 
remembered that “he mostly-what in a general way stayed at t’ 
Cherry-tree wi’ t’ oald chap as was afoor Mark Allison, and went 
ower to Patterdeal for a spell, and wad then coom back for a bit 
to Wyburn, ye kna, but nivver a wud 0’ warnin’, it was coom and 
goa wid him, and so fwoaks in Patterdeal thowt he wad be ower 
? Wyburn, and fwoaks in Wyburn likely thowt he was still in 
Patterdeal, and nivver nea search nor nowt.” 
As to the kind of dog that had watched by his master’s body, “‘it 
was just a laal yallow short-haired tarrier dog, that was t’ common 
repwort ; hooivver, it’s said ’at it hed hed pups, but pups war aw 
deead, an’ t’ tarrier was varra nar pinched to deeath an’ aw, and 
varra wild, cudn’t git it, ye kna, but hed to lay hounds on and 
hunt it down.” 
What did it live on? “Leeve! Theer was plenty o’ carrion 
sheep for it to leeve on ?’ t’ ghylls at that time o’ year.” 
This I heard was the accepted version among the Helvellyn 
shepherds, who, one and all, averred that they had ‘“‘niver h’ard sec 
a thing spokken till, that t’ laal dog eat t’ maister on im, and they 
didn’t believe a dog cud or wad neather, it ud hunger to deeath 
first, for dogs war sensible things, and varra human.” 
From a lady whose parents and grand-parents had resided in 
the Wythburn vale, I ascertained that her grandfather had often 
seen young Gough at “that house of prayer, as lowly as the 
lowliest dwelling—Wythburn Chapel—with his dog, which was a 
* Charles Flint had the watch, and it was stolen from him by a tramp. 
