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provoking leer j enjoying the cruel breaking up of 

 a fweet, found nap, as a mercilefs fifliwoman does, 

 to judge from her fmiling unconcern, the writhings 

 of the poor eel fhe is in the very a6t of fkinning 

 alive ? 



With no very diffimilar fenfations, do I well re- 

 member, were my friend's repeated vifits to my 

 dormitory regarded by me, on the memorable 

 morning we had fixed on for our long-talked-of 

 excurfion over the mountains to the Grwyne 

 Fawr.* 



Knowing pretty well what we had to en- 

 counter, it was not till after many wife "pro's and 

 con's," after the manner of a certain prophet in 

 the Weft of veracious repute, refpecSting the 

 weather, that the final orders were given to the 

 redoubted Richard to put the faddle upon the back 

 of " Polly" that queen of ponies, to help us up 

 the firft mountain we knew to be fcarcely lefs 

 abrupt than the fide of a houfe, that only flies 



* A fmall and very rapid mountain-ftream, impoflible to 

 be approached except by a good walker. As it runs clear 

 after the heavieft rain in a few hours, it will generally en- 

 fure a good day's fport, when other ftreams in the neigh- 

 bourhood are too thick for a fly. The beft way to it, is 

 acrofs the mountains by Llanthony Abbey. 



