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Cwrw, they confider its quality a very fecondary 

 objeft. How far this may be injurious to their health, 

 I am not able to fay, but the general poverty of the 

 loweft clafs of the people here is fo graat, that it 

 is not probable they will ever have their ale of much 

 better quality. 



The landlord of the Blue Lion, if I may dig- 

 nify him with that appellation, is a fchoolmafler, 

 a guide, and a cutter of grave-ftones, and to his 

 various other qualifieations, he adds a very confi- 

 derable tafte for — ale, as the following memoranda 

 of my cheap living at this houfe will fhew ; 



Two dinners (N.B. bread and butter). 

 Tea, fupper, and breakfafl. 



This man, whofe name is Edward Jones, I found 

 fomewhat too talkative, particularly on the fubjecb 

 of his own qualifications. I obtained from him 

 much of the news of the neigbourhood, but little 

 information on which I could rely refped:ing the 

 country. I fmiled feveral times at his efforts to 

 fhew off his learning and talents, thefe, however, in 

 fo obfcure a fituation, were perhaps excufable. 



This houfe is fituated by the road fide, imme- 

 diately under Cader Idris, and is a very convenient 

 place from whence travellers, coming from Mach- 

 ynlleth, 



