458 A TOUR ROUND NORTH WALES. 



uriancy of woods, meadows, and corsi 

 fields, interfered by the river Wnion which 

 ferpentizes along the vale. 



The road foon afterwards, paffing over 

 high and wet moors, became dreary and 

 irkfbme, the lofty Cader Idris on the right, 

 it's fummit now obfcured in clouds, re- 

 maining the fole fource of amufement. I 

 arrived at Llyn trigrafenyn, the pool of the 

 y three grains, fo denominated from three 

 huge fragments of rock lying at the eail 

 end of it. The largefr, is about eight yards 

 long, fix broad, and four high; and the 

 traditions of the peafantry fay, that they 

 xvere three pebbles which by chance had 

 found their way into one of the fhoes of 

 the great giant Idris, and being fomewhat 

 uneafy to his foot, he took it off and threw 

 them out at this place, where they have 

 ever fince remained. It is alfo believed 

 amongft them that the pool is bottomlefs ; 

 bwt though this is not the cafe, it is fome- 

 what 



