266 NORTHERN MEMOIRS. 



Trent, and so gulph into the spacious arms of 

 Humber. In this city you shall see a sumptuous 

 cathedral, imbellished with art and polish'd stone : 

 every one that sees it, admires and commends 

 it ; and so do I for a rare piece of art, and a beau- 

 tiful fabrick. 



'Iheopli. And what then, is it ever the better 

 for your admiring on't ? 



Am. It's never the worse, nor is Weatherbee 

 neither, through which runs Warff; where there 

 stands a stately bridg of stone, over those rocky 

 foundations that secure her scaly inhabitants, 

 viz. the trout and salmon. From hence we fadg 

 to Ferry-Brigs ; but in our passage, we meet with 

 a knotty stony cawsy that accommodates the tra- 

 veller, when the banks o'reflow those florid mea- 

 dows. About three miles southward there runs 

 a rivulet, but I call it a rill, that gives name to 

 the town ; where note, the inhabitants call it 

 ,Went-Bridg. 



Theoph. Whereabouts are we now ? 



Arn. On the skirts of Doncaster, so called 

 from the river Dun, portable sometimes to the 

 verge of the town ; at other times hardly water 

 enough to turn a mill, or float a cock-boat. It's 

 a corporation, and a manufacture; if weaving 

 and knitting stockings, and wastcoats will war- 

 rant it. Now you must know that this town 

 stands in the post-road, where a man may be 



