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In Coquetdale. 



Here the river widens out, the banks becoming 

 flatter, and so continue for some distance with little 

 variation, till we approach the very beautiful village of 

 Felton, where again the banks rise, the river in some 

 degree narrows, and you have one of the finest effects 

 imaginable. Felton lies as if in a half cup-like hollow 

 on the left side in a series of irregular terraces, some 



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of the houses appearing almost to be hung nest-like 

 on the slope amid trees and delicious greenery, while 

 the main road, now high on the right bank of the river, 

 runs through another village higher up, and looking, as 

 it were, lovingly down across upon Felton. The scene 

 is indeed delicious. From the blue and red roofs, the 

 smoke, as we looked, rose straight into the blue, for 

 not much wind was then stirring. Had we the power 



