UNDER GREEN LEA VES 53 
hill, the water runs from a clear pool in the centre 
with some rapidity. It would have formed a natural 
cascade on entering the moor from the wood, if some 
one who farmed the lands near had not provided a 
very ingenious outlet for it This was formed by the 
half of one of the trees which at one time had stood 
there ; it was hollowed out to make a spout for the 
water, and rough scantling of great thickness had 
been placed on the top ; then turf, more scantling, 
and then turf again over all. The run of water was 
then directed into it, and it runs there still, though 
the man who effected it first is forgotten. Like other 
jobs of a bygone day, when there was less hurry, it 
was done well, and that primitive conduit still fulfils 
its purpose. 
An R.A., now gone over to the majority, painted 
this spot with loving care. He called it ' The Moor- 
land Spring,' a most fitting title. Lush herbage and 
tangle grow all round, almost hiding the spout from 
view. But you see the great flow of pure crystal 
water falling into the pool of the little trout stream 
below. Here the chattering, scolding white-throats, 
the greater and the lesser, gather ; something about 
the spot suits them, and also the nightingale ; in the 
season you hear his melodious singing close to the 
spring, both by day and night. 
