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and the Spring Howcrs bloomed iu profusion. Passing along, 

 halts were made to admire the vegetation, and the bold sand- 

 stone cliffs and the quarries, old and new. No traces of fossils 

 could be found in those barren red beds, so there was nothing 

 to show whether in this part of the Gelt they are Permian or 

 Triassic. 



Arrived at the Written Eock a longer halt was made. Some 

 of the more adventurous climbed it and tried to decipher its old 

 letters, the handiwork of Imperial Rome, and which the ivy, 

 the moss, and the lichen have all but defaced. The more pru- 

 dent of the party stayed below, content to take Dr. Bruce's word 

 about them. 



Near the Low Gelt bridge the stream escapes from its rocky 

 barriers, and wanders through fields and green pastures. Passing 

 along its banks, we saw a remarkable row of pot holes. They 

 had been worn in the red sandstone by strong jets of water fall- 

 ing over a ledge, and twirling round large stones and gravel by 

 the force with which they fell. 



The road from Low Gelt to Brampton was in strong contrast 

 to what we had just left. It runs straight through a nearly 

 level country. It is bordered by well-trimmed hedges, and only 

 now and then yon catch a view to the level lands of North Cum- 

 berland, right away to the Scottish border and the hills beyond 

 Solway. "We had a ramble through the streets of the quaint 

 small market town alive with noisy children, while Swifts, 

 Swallows, and Martins circled in the air above us. The Church 

 was visited, and afterwards about twenty -four members sat down 

 to a comfortable meal at the Howard Arms, and thus ended a 

 most pleasant visit to this part of Cumberland. 



The Second Field Meeting was held at Settle, for the Craven 

 district. It commenced on Tuesday, the 26th of June, About 

 a dozen members left the Central Station by the mid-day train, 

 first to Darlington, and then by Kirkby Stephen, along the up- 

 per valleys of the Eden and the Eibble. The change of scene 

 and surroundings brought about by the short railway journey 

 was very remarkable. Newcastle looked miserable when we left 



