revealed. The descent to the turnpike is steep, with beauti- 

 ful pictures and villas on either hand for nearly the whole 

 way : after that, our road home is on familiar ground. But 

 it passes a spot where once, in our time, stood the house of 

 'butcher Longmire,' — a then conspicuous member of that 

 ancient Troutbeck family. Old George had many sons, some 

 of whom are now living, and no wonder when ^ auld Peggy ' 

 lasted until she was one-hundred-and-four, and her grandson 

 was the champion wrestler of England, aye of anywhere, for 

 years and years. Well, one of these sons, who was young 

 and inexperienced, met his nearest neighbour, the bishop, one 

 day, and, ladlike, tried to pass his lordship without observing 

 due decorum, whereupon he was peremptorily instructed how 

 to behave when meeting his betters. Another day, the lad, 

 in the course of his duties, was struggling on the road with 

 a strong and restive calf, when, to his dismay, he descried 

 his lordship. Plunge goes the calf; then plunge again into the 

 dreaded presence of the bishop, who was doubtless expect- 

 ing the most respectful orderliness from the heated and al- 

 most breathless lad. However, he proved equal to the oc- 

 casion by proposing an expedient to his lordship : — * If ye' I 

 tak hod et' helter, 77 tak me hat off.' 



THE WESTERN SHORE OF WINANDERMERE. 

 (From Bowness and back, 4 miles.) 



We strongly recommend the visitor to cross the lake and 

 ramble along the delightful road on the western shore north 

 of the Ferry Hotel ; and this should be done early, for an 



In leaving Troutbeck, it may be as well to state, that neither in this 

 nor any other valley have we been able to describe all the walks and 

 drives which it offers. The summer visitor may find, in each dale, de- 

 lightful occupation for days and even weeks, should he have time to linger. 



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