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t a little money effect? For sixpence in that small nice inn, I had a glass of ale, my boots cleaned, and the excrescences cut off, my clothes wiped with a dwile, and then passed over with a brush, and was myself thanked over and over again. Starting again with all the spirited confidence of one who has just cast off his slough, I soon found myself in the suburbs of Swansea. As I passed under what appeared to be a railroad bridge I inquired in Welsh of an ancient-looking man, in coaly habiliments, if it was one. He answered in the same language that it was, then instantly added in English:-- "You have taken your last farewell of Wales, sir; it's no use speaking Welsh farther on." I passed some immense edifices, probably manufactories, and was soon convinced that, whether I was in Wales or not, I was no longer amongst Welsh. The people whom I met did not look like Welsh. They were taller and bulkier than the Cambrians, and were speaking a dissonant English jargon. The women had much the appearance of Dutch fisherwomen; some of them were carrying huge loads on their heads. I spoke in Welsh to two or three whom I overtook. "No Welsh, sir!" "Why don't you speak Welsh?" said I. "Because we never learnt it. We are not Welsh." "Who are you then?" "English; some calls us Flamings." "Ah, ah!" said I to myself; "I had forgot." Presently I entered the town, a large, bustling, dirty, gloomy place, and inquiring for the first hotel, was directed to the "Mackworth Arms," in Wine Street. As soon as I was shown into the parlour I summoned the "boots," and on his making his appearance I said in a stern voice: "My boots want soling; let them be done by to-morrow morning." "Can't be, sir; it's now Saturday afternoon, the shoemaker couldn't begin them to-night!" "But you must make him!" said I; "and look here, I shall give him a shilling extra, and you an extra shilling for seeing after him." "Yes, sir; I'll see after him--they shall be done, sir. Bring you your slippers instantly. Glad to see you again in Swansea, sir, looking so well." CHAPTER CI Swansea--The Flemings--Towards England. Swansea is called by the Welsh Abertawe, which signifies the mouth of the Tawy. Aber, as I have more than once had occasion to observe, signifies the place where a river enters into the sea or joins another. It is a Gaelic as well as a Cumric word, being found in the Gaelic names Aberdeen and Locha
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