ELEVEN DAYS IN CV MBERh Am. —f Concluded.) 



Bv James Varley. 



We then went on to the Shaws Hotel, a magnificent edifice, which 

 was erected at a cost of £10,000 by the late George Gill Mounsey, 

 Esq., of Castletown, Carlisle. It is built on the site of the old hotel, 

 which was burnt to the ground on the 27th Aug., 1859. The hotel 

 is surrounded by beautiful flower-gardeas and shrubberies, and will 

 accommodate 200 visitors. 



The path down to the Spa leads directly from the outer gate of 

 the hotel grounds ; for the first fifty yards it is arched by the inter- 

 lacing branches of trees, and the rest of the way is bounded on the 

 left by lofty rocks, and on the right by the swift-fiowing Irthing. 

 Bath-rooms and refreshment-rooms occupy the river side. At the 

 end of this walk, and at the very base of the precipice, towering 

 90 feet overhead, the medicinal waters, sparkling with sulphuretted 

 gas, are pouring through a pipe into a small basin at the rate of two- 

 and-a-half gallons per minute. After drinking of the water, we 

 crossed the wood bridge over the Irthing, and pursued the upward 

 course, and soon we once more gained the river side. . Here the 

 imposing geological conformation of the opposite rocks is seen to fine 

 effect. Now we cross the Irthing on stepping-stones, and still going 

 upward, we walk along a pretty and favourite promenade, which 

 conducts to the Popping Stone and Kissing Bush of Sir Walter 

 Scott. Next we pass the green grove cottages, and turn into the 

 wood on the left, and there see the ferruginous, or chalybeate spring, 

 trickling from the rock. 



From the brow of the abrupt precipice overlooking the Sulphur 

 Spa the Irthing can be traced for miles, encompassed by rough crags, 

 dashing over its rude bed ; a mile and a half further up it tumbles over 

 some lofty rocks, forming a waterfall of great beauty. In this country 

 of charming streams there is not one more lovely than the Irthing. 



We then wended our way back, and in coming up to the Shaw's 

 Hotel took a beautiful specimen of Eurymene Dolobraria. After 

 refreshing ourselves we retraced our steps to the station, the day 

 being one of the most enjoyable T ever spent. 



On Tuesday morning I started from Brampton to Carlisle, and had 

 a few hours to spend there before I could get a train for Bradford, so 

 I went to the Cathedral and round the Castle, then on to Stanvvin, a 

 pretty little village through which the river Eden flows. At 1-10 I 

 left Carlisle by the Midland, in a Pullman car, and reached Bradford 

 at 4-15, well satisfied with my excursion. 



