48 DOLGELLE TO IMACHYNLLETH* 



part of the mountain called Myyiydd MoeL Thd 

 path in this direction is fufliciently Hoping to allow 

 a perfon to ride even to the fummit. A gentleman, 

 mounted on a little Welfli poney, had done this a 

 few days before I was here. 



At the bottom of a hill on the right of the road 

 leading to Machynlleth, and about half a mile from 

 the Blue Lion, I faw another fmall cataract, which, 

 although fcarcely more than feven or eight yards 

 high, was by no means deftitute of beauty. The 

 rock is five or fix times as wide at the top as it is 

 below, which gives to the fcene a very fingular 

 effed. In dry weather I fhould think this would 

 be in want of water : after a heavy fliower of rain 

 it may, however, be always feen in perfedion. 



The road from Jones's cottage to Machynlleth is 

 very level and good ; but as I had rain nearly the 

 whole way, and as it lies along a narrow hollow, 

 between a feries of wooded mountains, without much 

 variety of character, even this fhort journey was 

 rendered very unpleafant. The murmuring of the 

 rivulet, which accompanied me for fome miles, and 

 here and there a pidurefque cottage, feated in the 

 Vv-oods, chiefly occupied my attention, till I had 

 arrived within two miles of Machynlleth. Towards 

 evening the rain ceafed, the clouds difperfed, and 

 the fine vale in which the town ftands appeared ex- 

 ceedingly beautiful. Machynlleth is hidden from 



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