Uu tho Dove. 



THE FIRST DAY. 



(Continued.) 



CHAPTER II. 



AN ACCOUNT OF THE PRINCIPAL RIVERS IN DERBYSHIRE. VIATOR LODGES 

 AT PISCATOR'S HOUSE. 



Pise, junior. So, sir, now we have got to the top of the 

 hill out of town, look about you, and tell me how you like 

 the country. 



Viat. Bless me ! what mountains are here ! Are we not 

 in Wales ? 



Pise. No, but in almost as mountainous a country ; and 

 yet these hills, though high, bleak, and craggy, breed and 

 i'eed good beef and mutton above ground, and afford good 

 store of lead within. 



Viat. They had need of all these commodities to make 

 amends for the ill landscape : but I hope our way does not 

 lie over any of these, for I dread a precipice. 



Pise. Believe me, but it does, and down one especially, 

 that will appear a little terrible to a stranger ; though the 

 way is passable enough, and so passable, that we, who are 

 natives of these mountains, and acquainted with them, 

 disdain to alight. 



Viat. I hope though, that a foreigner is privileged to use 

 his own discretion, arid that I may have the liberty to entrust 



