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XV. 



A WELSH ROADSIDE. 



BEYOND Pensarn the walk begins to grow 

 tame and somewhat tedious. Half-way to 

 Dyffryn, it is true, the long low range of the 

 Llawllech hills is cleft by the little torrent 

 valley of the Artro ; and just there the view 

 opens up behind into the beautiful glen of 

 Cwm Bychan, backed by the grand bald 

 summits of the two Rhinogs and their sister 

 hills. But beyond this one glimpse of the 

 wild mountain country in the rear, the high- 

 way becomes decidedly dull and monotonous. 

 On one side stretches the lowland, protected 

 from the sea by a succession of blown sand 

 dunes, which almost hide the horizon with 



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