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into Moss Row. Nor, indeed, is this latter 

 appellation altogether inappropriate ; for, 

 wherever the rough, rugged, limestone rocks, 

 that break and diversify its surface, will 

 afford the least hold for vegetation, it is 

 clothed with the softest, greenest, mossiest 

 turf, that ever fairy danced upon. Every 

 here and there is a thicket of hazle, broken 

 not only by the huge boulders and sharp 

 ledges of rock that jut out from among their 

 boughs, but also with a fair sprinkling of 

 light feathery ash-trees, some of which have 

 already attained the dignity of timber ; while 

 in every direction, and from every rocky 

 crevice, peeps out the little, low, dark -leafed, 

 clinging Scotch brier, with a perfect galaxy 

 of white starlike blossoms. 



From under one of these ledges of rock 

 there rises a small trickling spring ; it is 

 slightly chalybeate, and as it is of temper- 

 ature considerably lower than that of the 

 river, it was on that account a favourite 

 place with the fishermen for crimping their 

 salmon, and their general rendezvous. It 

 was in compliment to one of them, who, in 

 times past had paved its little well-head with 

 spars and crystals, that the spring was 



