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overhanging a branch of the Conway was mostly covered, or 
fringed with plantations, with fertile meadows at the base. The 
rest of the way to Pentre Voelas was high, desolate, and ex- 
posed. Long reaches of country in the direction of Lake Con- 
way and Penmachno were seen, pictures of sterility and tameness. 
On the Denbigh side the lofty hills did not allow us any very 
extensive prospect. The road was bounded with the common 
stone walls, which are not in any case picturesque, but they do 
not obstruct the view as hedges do. The reapers were busy cut- 
ting or carrying their poor crops, which are late in these elevated 
parts. All along the sea-coast, as we travelled from Aber to 
Conway and from thence to Llanrwst, the harvest was finished, 
and admitted even by farmers to have been abundant; but here, 
in the South of Denbighshire, it was not nearly concluded, and 
‘somewhat scanty. The only plants noticed were Melampyrum 
montanum, Johnstone, several Hieracia and Roses. We reached 
Pentre Voelas, nine or ten miles from Llanrwst, between three and 
four o’clock; there we rested, refreshed, and read the paper for 
about an hour. At this point the mountain-road regains the 
great Welsh road from Llangollen to Bangor, and along this 
we walked on to Cerrig-y-druidion, which we reached about six 
o’clock, and were soon washed and seated by a blazing fire,—a 
great comfort after a long day’s walk; and this was so, for we 
had been on foot from between five and six o’clock in the morn- 
ing till between six and seven in the evening, and had traversed 
upwards of twenty-five miles, besides the strolls about Conway 
and Llanrwst. 
The next morning did not belie the common fame of Welsh 
weather, which was a small, drizzly, close rain, with a very high 
wind, and we were in a very elevated locality; the country for 
about two or three miles being of the same open character as 
that which we passed through the previous day. The scenery 
changed about half-way from Cerrig-y-druidion to Corwen. But 
Pont-y-glyn, about two or three miles from Corwen, is a cele- 
brated scene. Here the road crosses a branch of the Dee, along 
which we walked till we came to the principal stream, about a 
mile on the west of Corwen. The views about Corwen .are 
very fine; not very romantic, but beautiful. Wood, water, hill, 
and vale unite in rendering this one of the loveliest walks we 
had enjoyed; and we did enjoy it, though wet through. The 
N. 8. VOL. I. M 
