CHAPTER VII. 



OUR HOLIDAY IN WILD WALES. 



The happy valley Men of the great city visit it They covet 

 the water of the river Carry the water away in tubes and 

 aqueducts Villages and churches drowned in the lake View 

 of lake from hotel We go a-fishing Caught five and a half brace 

 Tom Parry the boatman and bard Drive round the lake 

 Extraordinary catch of over 2,000 chub Tumble into the source 

 of the river Our first catch of chub Sandpipers and chicks. 



" ' Sir/ said the old man, ' if you had seen the miseries of 

 the world you would know how to value your present state.' 

 ' Now,' said the prince, ' you have given me something to 

 desire, I shall long to see the miseries of the world, since the 

 sight of them is necessary to happiness." Rasselas. 



LAKE VYRNWY. 



NCE upon a time there dwelt in a peace- 

 ful valley all surrounded by lofty hills, a 

 wise and contented race of people, whose 

 ambition never led them to surmount the 

 mountains which were the limit of their little world. 

 Generation after generation had lived in this secluded 

 spot, happy and careless of what may be going on in 

 the outside world. At length an ambitious youth, 



