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explore the east side of the moor, and the neigh¬ 
bourhood abounds in interesting places. 
One delightful excursion is to Lustleigh Cleve. 
Making your way through narrow lanes you reach 
the wild; and clambering among and over granite 
blocks to the top of the Cleve, you come to one 
of those views for which Devon is remarkable. 
Craggy Tors, sparkling streams, wild upland glens 
with scattered trees, richly wooded valleys, fruit¬ 
ful fields, nestling hamlets, the towers of village 
churches, all are there; and you gaze and gaze, 
and turn now to one side, now to the other, in 
search of the most beautiful spots; but each has 
its own beauty, and loses nothing by comparison. 
It is a place in which one longs to linger, and drink 
in all its charms. It is a place from which one 
cannot turn without a sigh of regret; a place that 
comes back in pleasant dreams of happy hours ; a 
place one seems to have known somewhere, some¬ 
how, long, long ago. 
Another excursion is to Dingle’s Bridge, on the 
Teign, about four miles from Morton. The river 
at this part runs through a deep narrow gorge, 
and from its intricate windings you see neither en¬ 
trance nor exit, but are completely shut in by hills. 
Not far off is a Cromlech, and there are other 
sights within reach both of Morton and Chagford, 
