rand company,
and used to be drawn about in a coach by four horses. But she too is
gone, and the house is cold and empty; no fire in it, sir; no furniture.
There was an auction after her death; and a grand auction it was and
lasted four days. Oh, what a throng of people there was, some of whom
came from a great distance to buy the curious things, of which there were
plenty."

We passed over a bridge, which crosses a torrent, which descends from the
mountain on the south side of Llangollen, which bridge John Jones told me
was called the bridge of the Melin Bac, or mill of the nook, from a mill
of that name close by. Continuing our way we came to a glen, down which
the torrent comes which passes under the bridge. There was little water
in the bed of the torrent, and we crossed easily enough by
stepping-stones. I looked up the glen; a wild place enough, its sides
overgrown with trees. Dreary and dismal it looked in the gloom of the
closing evening. John Jones said that there was no regular path up it,
and that one could only get along by jumping from stone to stone, at the
hazard of breaking one's legs. Having passed over the bed of the
torrent, we came to a path, which led up the mountain. The path was very
steep and stony; the glen with its trees and darkness on our right. We
proceeded some way. At length John Jones pointed to a hollow lane on our
right, seemingly leading into the glen.

"That place, sir," said he, "is called Pant y Gwyddel--the Irishman's
dingle, and sometimes Pant Paddy, from the Irish being fond of taking up
their quarters there. It was just here, at the entrance of the pant,
that the tribe were encamped, when I passed two months ago at night, in
returning from the other side of the hill with ten shillings in my
pocket, which I had been paid for a piece of my work, which I had carried
over the mountain to the very place where I am now carrying this. I
shall never forget the fright I was in, both on account of my life, and
my ten shillings. I ran down what remained of the hill as fast as I
could, not minding the stones. Should I meet a tribe now on my return I
shall not run; you will be with me, and I shall not fear for my life nor
for my money, which will be now more than ten shillings, provided the man
over the hills pays me, as I have no doubt he will."

As we ascended higher we gradually diverged from the glen, though we did
not lose sight of it till we reached the top of the mount