the hand--but the Welshman generally turned away,
with a half resentful exclamation. There were a few horses and ponies in
the street leading into the fair from the south.

I saw none sold, however. A tall athletic figure was striding amongst
them, evidently a jockey and a stranger, looking at them and occasionally
asking a slight question of one or another of their proprietors, but he
did not buy. He might in age be about eight-and-twenty, and about six
feet and three-quarters of an inch in height; in build he was perfection
itself, a better built man I never saw. He wore a cap and a brown jockey
coat, trowsers, leggings and high-lows, and sported a single spur. He
had whiskers--all jockeys should have whiskers--but he had what I did not
like, and what no genuine jockey should have, a moustache, which looks
coxcombical and Frenchified--but most things have terribly changed since
I was young. Three or four hardy-looking fellows, policemen, were
gliding about in their blue coats and leather hats, holding their thin
walking-sticks behind them; conspicuous amongst whom was the leader, a
tall lathy North Briton with a keen eye and hard features. Now if I add
there was much gabbling of Welsh round about, and here and there some
slight sawing of English--that in the street leading from the north there
were some stalls of gingerbread and a table at which a queer-looking
being with a red Greek-looking cap on his head, sold rhubarb, herbs, and
phials containing the Lord knows what, and who spoke a low vulgar English
dialect--I repeat, if I add this, I think I have said all that is
necessary about Llangollen Fair.

CHAPTER XXIII

An Expedition--Pont y Pandy--The Sabbath--Glendower's Mount--Burial Place
of Old--Corwen--The Deep Glen--The Grandmother--The Roadside Chapel.

I was now about to leave Llangollen, for a short time, and to set out on
an expedition to Bangor, Snowdon, and one or two places in Anglesea. I
had determined to make the journey on foot, in order that I might have
perfect liberty of action, and enjoy the best opportunities of seeing the
country. My wife and daughter were to meet me at Bangor, to which place
they would repair by the railroad, and from which, after seeing some of
the mountain districts, they would return to Llangollen by the way they
came, where I proposed to join them, returning, however, by a different
way from the one I went, that I might traverse new districts. About
elev