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full view of the church, which was consecrated in 1662, 

 and thoroughly repaired in 1861.=^ It is one of the small 

 churches that, with their square tower and bell, look and 

 sound so well in the dales. This one seats one hundred and 

 sixty worshippers. On the left, high up on the hill-side,t is 

 a long, straggling village, built in those days, when every 

 man did what was right in his own eyes, the result in this 

 case being highly satisfactory in an artistic point of view. 



After crossing the bridge, the road is to be followed up the 

 valley ; and the tourist must lose none of its beauties. Be- 

 hind him there are views of the receding lake, now diminished 

 to the dimensions of a cabinet picture : below is the deep 

 vale with its green levels : opposite, the grassy slopes ascend 

 the ridges of Pfeitljij jStteet and ill PB0IL Immediately 

 after passing the Queen's Head Inn, a sharp turn to the left 

 must be taken, which brings us to among the houses. 



This singular valley was once a wooded basin, where the 

 terrified Britons took refuge from the Romans, while the 

 latter were making their great road from Kendal to Penrith. 

 The road actually ran along the very ridge of the Troutbeck 

 hills, as anyone may see, who will climb the mountain called, 

 for this reason. High Street. What a sight it must have been 



* Here it must be decided whether the route is to be 8 or 1 1 miles : 

 those for the shorter must take the turn to the left, up the steep hill, and 

 then again to the left, which brings them, in a mile and a-half, to familiar 

 ground at Troutbeck Bridge. 



t ' Yonder is the village, straggling away up along the hill-side, till the 

 farthest house seems a rock fallen with trees from the mountains. The 

 cottages stand for the most part in clusters of twos or threes — with here 

 and there what in Scotland we should call a clachan — many a sma' toun 

 within the ae lang toun ; — but where in all braid Scotland is a mile-lang 

 scattered congregation of rural dwellings, all dropt down where the 

 Painter and the Poet would have wished to plant them, on knolls and in 

 dells, and on banks and braes, and below tree-crested rocks, and all 

 bound together in picturesque confusion by old groves of ash, oak, and 

 sycamore, and by flower-gardens and fruit-orchards, rich as those of 

 Hesperides?' — Professor Wilso7i. 



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