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was asked the Clergyman. "I could only think of the outpour- 

 ing of God's wrath." " And what was yours, Mr. Utilitarian?" 

 ''I thought it was a shocking waste of water power." " What 

 was yours?" was asked the Poet. "It seemed as if a million 

 war horses were rushing down a precipice, foaming with white 

 flowing manes." ''And what was yours, Mr. Geologist?" "I 

 calculated how fast the rock was wearing away, and how long it 

 would take the cataract to travel up to Buffalo." Truly, we 

 only see what we bring eyes to see. 



At the Yordas Cave a considerable contingent of the party left 

 for a walk through Deepdale to the Dent Station, in order to 

 reach home that night, while the main body, returning to Ingle- 

 ton, bade a hearty good-bye at the "Wheat Sheaf Inn to ''Pleasant 

 race," who, during our stay there, had made for us most pleasant 

 sunshine in a shady place ; and with a feeling of tender pity for 

 those of our number who, during the same period, had been con- 

 demned to endure the sour looks of mine hostess of the more 

 aristocratic Ingleboro' Arms Hotel, we started for a fine drive 

 to the old town of Settle, where we were to inspect the cele- 

 brated Victoria Cave, the discovery of which, with its wonderful 

 and instructive contents, has created so much interest amongst 

 scientific men. 



In the last century the poet Gray described Settle as "a small 

 market town, standing dii-ectly under a rocky fell (the Castle- 

 berg) ; there were not above a dozen good-looking houses, and 

 the rest were all old and low, with little wooden porticoes in 

 front." But all this is changed now, except the situation, which 

 is as pleasant and attractive as ever, and conveniently central for 

 the headquarters of a tourist bent on exploring Craven and the 

 new route northward by Carlisle. The little town of Giggles- 

 wick, within a mile of Settle, boasts of an excellent Grammar 

 School, whose foundation dates back to the time of Edward the 

 Sixth, and whose endowment is wealthy enough to have enabled 

 the trustees recently to expend a sum of £20,000 in building a 

 handsome boarding house for the elder pupils and residences for 

 the masters. In this Grammar School the celebrated Archdeacon 

 Paley was educated, his father having filled the office of head 



