THE FERNY MOORLANDS. 
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varying moorland scenery in the vista between. 
Hills — some densely wooded, others bare and 
wild — interlace their tops in a symmetrical net- 
work, which stretches away until dimly defined 
in the far-off distance. On the right, in varying 
terraces which rise towards the sky, is a mixed 
landscape of meadow and hedge and tree. Down 
far beneath, rushing along under a dark over- 
growth of trees, roar the waters of the Teign, 
just seen away to the left, where a break in the 
canopy of overhanging trees reveals the dark and 
foaming current. 
Winding round and round to lighten the rough- 
ness and steepness of the descent, the path at 
length reaches the extreme point of the valley, 
and crossing a swift, dark mill-stream, that runs 
for a short distance parallel with the Teign, 
emerges on to Fingle Bridge. This spot is, 
indeed, a chosen land of ferns. To the right 
and to the left, away from the arches of the 
bridge, the Teign brawls over and between the 
granite boulders which are strewn in its bed : 
now sparkling in pebbly shallows, now deepen- 
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