40 ■"yScJ'alfe from "^^^intJermere* ' 



in the wood behind the Ferry, now called the Crier of the 

 Claife. Some say that the priest conducted the people to 

 the quarry, and laid the ghost, — then and there. But lain 

 though it be, nobody goes there at night. It is still told how 

 the foxhounds in eager chase would come to a full stop at 

 that place ; and how, within the existing generation, a school- 

 master from Colthouse, who left home to pass the Crier, 

 was never seen more. Whatever may be said about the re- 

 pute of ghosts in our day, it is certain that this particular 

 story is not dead. 



Meantime, the roomy ferry-boat is ready. Two or three, 

 or half-a-dozen people take advantage of the passage ; and 

 the machine is presently afloat. The Ferry Hotel looks more 

 tempting than ever when seen from under its own sycamores, 

 — jutting out as it does between quiet bays on either hand. 

 The landing takes place on the opposite promontory ; and 

 the traveller is presently at his inn. 



ROUND ESTHWAITE WATER. 

 (liirfiiles.) 



Esthwaite is, confessedly, of secondary rank as to size and 

 the character of its scenery ; but the views round about it 

 are so pleasing and attractive, and the associations connected 

 with it so interesting, that we confidently recommend the 

 tourist to make the circuit of the lake, and to ascend the 

 fells on either side, and survey the mountain range beyond. =* 



After surmounting the Ferry Hill, on nearing the village 



* Crossing Winandermere at the Ferry is the best approach to Es- 

 thwaite Water ; but those whose head-quarters are at Windermere Vil- 

 lage, will find the Millerground route and round Lattei'baiTow (p. 43) 

 about the same distance. 



