250 TRAVELS THROUGH 

 tinned, muft have worn our very lives away, 

 we arrived at Murat. The black waftes 

 that furrounded it, the awful craggy rocks 

 that threw a folemnity over a part of the 

 fcene, the raging torrents that poured down 

 their fides, and the general drearinefs of the 

 territory, would have fhocked a bold mind ; 

 but we were prepared for the worft. At 

 kit we arrived at the houfe, whofe fituation 

 is far from unpleafmg ; on the rifing banks 

 f the river, over-hung by a thick wood, 

 which hangs very nobly to the vale, and 

 the fight, at a fmall diflance, of a village, 

 cheered our hearts ; we were delighted, and 

 thanked Heaven that our lot was caft no 

 worfe. We arrived in the afternoon : the 

 next morning we took the old tenant, that 

 bad long lived upon the eftate, to mew us 

 the extent of our domain. In this excurfion 

 we liked it better. We found the^fpot 

 wonderfully romantic, though very wild, 

 and in the centre of a great uncultivated 

 trac~t of country ; our eftate extended eight 

 miles, along the banks of the river, and it 

 was four miles acrofs; fo that we had really 

 a very large country all our own. Of this 

 \ve had the exclufive royalty, and every 



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