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Whiteless, Grasmoor, and Whiteside rear their swelling 

 masses; and the road winds pleasantly among fields and 

 meadows, till it passes behind the Lanthwaite Woods, and 

 turns down, in full view of the rich Vale of Lorton, to 

 ^cale ^fe>;ill Inn. This inn should be the traveller's rest- 

 ing-place for days together, if he desires a central point 

 whence he may visit a great extent of the Lake-country, 

 while in command of a variety of pleasures near at hand. 

 From Scale Hill he can descend into the Vale of Lorton, 

 and enjoy a change from the ruggedness of the dales. Or, 

 he may visit the most solemn and imposing of the lakes, — 

 Wastwater : and also Ennerdale. He commands all the 

 roads to Keswick, and the vales that lie between. Crum- 

 mock Water yields char, as well as every other lake-fish, in 

 abundance. The mountain tops are accessible, from Low 

 Fell, which may be a lady's morning walk, to Red Pike, 

 which is a pretty good day's scramble for a stout student. 

 There is J^0bJ£S 32Sf ater at one end of Crummock, and 

 Buttermere at the other ; and at home there is a spacious, 

 clean, airy house, standing in a pleasant garden. 



A few minutes will take the stranger up to the Station, 

 by a path from the inn door. The Station is a hill in Lan- 

 thwaite Wood, whence a magnificent view is obtained of a 

 stern mountain-group, (the central group of the whole dis- 

 trict), on the one hand, and the rich level of Lorton Vale 

 on the other, backed, in favourable lights, by the Scotch 

 mountains. This spot is one on which to linger through a 

 long summer day, pacing the sward, and choosing seats 

 from rock to rock, along the whole crest. 



The stranger must now, however, take this brief survey, 

 and hope to come again. He has about ten miles to go to 

 Keswick : and the early part of it is steep and slow. The 

 turn is to the right, at about a mile from Scale Hill, leaving 



