9 2 Fly-Fifhlng. 



Here we are, however, at the top of the laft 

 mountain ; and that little filver thread we catch 

 fight of winding along, far, far below us, is the 

 veritable Grwyne Fawr ! 



The fatigue of fcrambling up a very fteep moun- 

 tain is foon forgotten in the agreeable fenfations 

 the eafy defcent on the other fide almoft inva- 

 riably awakens. I was fo carried away by the 

 latter in the cafe in queftion, and fo much exhila- 

 rated by what I faw and felt, that I almoft fancied 

 I was furnifhed with a pair of wings, like .the 

 folitary kite that was juft then failing over our 

 heads. 



Alas ! for us poor mortals to think of flying in- 

 deed ! Such a fall over a rolling ftone, that was 

 hid in the heather did I experience, to bring me 

 to my fenfes, that I almoft feel inclined now to 

 rub my poor fides and knees at the bare thought 

 of it. 



It took me as much by furprife, and cooled my 

 ardour as effectually, though perhaps not fo lite- 

 rally, as a fall I had to fubmit to a twelvemonth 

 before, while riming in the Clun in Shropfhire. 



I was (landing on the point of a fharp angle of 

 the more that ftretched out into the river, and 

 behind me was a bank more than fix feet high. It 



