244 MANUFACTURING GRADATION. 



PISCATOK. A modest and characteristic notice, 

 and certainly without flattery. Had you fol- 

 lowed the stream up you would have come to a 

 tarn, Seathwaite Tarn, which I hope some day 

 to fish with you. It abounds in small trout, I 

 am told, for I have not yet visited it. 



AMICUS. Close to the pretty pool, below the 

 wooden bridge, in which I took the brandlings, 

 is a ruined building. Is that the remains of a 

 cloth-mill, of which, I fancy, I have somewhere 

 read? 



PISCATOE. It is, and marks the transition 

 grade from the spinning-wheel to the great 

 manufactory. It failed, I suppose, because it 

 could not stand competition with the gigantic 

 undertakings of the great capitalist. Pray 

 hasten your breakfast, for it is time we should 

 be starting. I will precede you. Again the 

 river will serve you as an unerring guide. I 

 have paid the reckoning; we will meet at 

 Ulpha Kirk. 



AMICUS. I am glad to find you here, here, 

 at Ulpha, so unmistakeable by its pretty chapel, 

 conspicuously standing above the Duddon, a 



