Extract of a Tour, hy Mr. Glas. 



shoes to our feet : seeing sonic spots of earth or soft 

 clay, we tried the heat with our fingers, but could not 

 thrust them in farther than an inch or two, for the deeper 

 we went, the more intense the heat. We then took our 

 guide's staff and thrust it to the depth of four or five inches 

 into a porous place where the smoke seemed to be thickest, 

 and held it there a minute, but drawing it out we found it 

 burnt to charcoal. 



<i "W^ e gathered here many pieces of most curious and 

 beautiful brimstone of all colours, particularly azure blue, 

 green, violet, yellow, and scarlet. The clouds had a most 

 uncommon appearance below us, at a great distance, they 

 seemed like the ocean, only the surface of them was not so 

 smooth or blue, but had the appearance of very white 

 wool. When we descended afterwards from the Peake, 

 and entered the region of the clouds, they appeared to us 

 as a thick mist or fog in England : all the trees of the fore- 

 mentioned woods, and our own cloaths were compleatly wet 

 with it. 



" The air on the top of the Peake was thin, cold, 

 piercing, and of a dry parching nature, like the south- 

 easterly winds which I have felt in the great Desert of 

 Africa, or the Levanters of the Mediterranean, or even not 

 unlike those dry easterly winds, frequent in Europe, in 

 March or April. 



" In ascending the highest part of the mountain, called 

 the Sugar Loaf, which is very steep, our hearts panted and 

 beat vehemently ; whether this was owing to the thinness of 

 the air, or the uncommon fatigue of climbing, I cannot de- 

 termine; perhaps it might be the two combined. Our 

 guide, a slim agile old man, was not affected in the same 



