CHAPTER XXXI 



Cemmes Road and Dinas : Attractions of Buzzards 3 nests Unequal justice 

 Food of Buzzard Its powers of soaring Its mew Superstitions 

 attaching to it Its only fault on a moor Sheldrakes. 



THERE is a line of railway from Cemmes Road to Dinas 

 Mawddwy, privately constructed some years ago, but un- 

 worked, and now grass-grown and rusted. The dilapidated 

 station is used as the local post-office. Hard by, the road 

 bridges the Dyfi, and across a deep defile below stands a 

 narrow old bridge, reminiscent of the days of pack-horse 

 traffic, and perhaps of exploits of " the red-handed thieves," 

 to whom reference has already been made in Chapter XVII. 

 It is altogether a likely looking place for checking a pursuit, 

 or getting rid of useless baggage, or compromising evidence, 

 and maybe it is as well that the stones have no tongues to 

 tell of what they have witnessed. There are other attrac- 

 tions than those, too, to tempt the traveller to linger on his 

 way, and many memories that cling to the bosky hillsides. 

 A little kter in the season and 



" Full fair the gleisiad in the flood 



Will sparkle 'neath the summer sun, 



And fair the game in green abode 



Will spread her wings in sporting fun ; 



But fairer look, if truth be told, 

 The maids of county Merion." 



Much of the mountain around the village has been planted, 

 and on the almost perpendicular slopes larch and firs are 

 growing in a manner reflecting great credit on the taste and 

 judgment of the planter. Round the Plas, Douglas firs, 

 and other specimen trees, have done well, and through them 



there are some charming peeps of the road that winds away 



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