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Having a few days to fpare from obferv- 

 ing this part of the country, I was induced 

 to employ it in a little excurfion into Stain- 

 inore^ of which I had read fuch wonders 

 in the life of 'John Buncle. This fcheme I 

 executed w^ith peculiar pleafure, as I was 

 fortunate enough to have Ibme clear plea- 

 fant days of funfhine, a point of no flight 



confequence in the viewing profpedts. - 



From Richmo?2d^ I pafTed through Gilling^ in 

 my way, and enquiring after the hufbandry 

 of the neighbourhood, gained the following 

 intelligence. 



The foil is of feveral kinds, but chiefiy a 

 light loam with fome moory clays ; lets from 



hanging wood, which bearing round towards the 

 left, forms r.n amphitheatre, terminated to the 

 left by the town, and the old caflle on a rifing 



part of it. Beyond it, a dilbant prcfpedt : 



The whole fine. 



From this building, a terras fkirts a paftiire, 

 and from it the fcene vaiies in an agreeable manner. 

 You look upon a pleafmg valley, thro-jgh which 

 the river winds, fteep rocky woods on one fide, 

 and waving flopes on the other. Soon after you- 

 command, through the vale, a large difiant hill, 

 the banks covered with hanging v/ood, and the 

 top cut into corn and grafs inclofjres. Follow- 

 ing the terras you come to an alcove feat, from 

 whence the view is extremely pleafmg : To the 

 right the riVer comes from out a tuft of hill 

 and wood in a moil pidurefque manner, and 

 M 2 gi"^'ing 



