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+*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 42139 ***
+
+ [Illustration: WINDERMERE FROM ORREST HEAD]
+
+
+
+
+ THE ENGLISH LAKES
+
+ DESCRIBED BY A. G. BRADLEY
+ PICTURED BY E. W. HASLEHUST
+
+ [Illustration]
+
+ BLACKIE AND SON LIMITED
+ LONDON GLASGOW AND BOMBAY
+ 1910
+
+
+
+
+ Beautiful England
+
+
+ _Volumes Ready_:
+
+ OXFORD
+ THE ENGLISH LAKES
+ CANTERBURY
+ SHAKESPEARE-LAND
+ THE THAMES
+ WINDSOR CASTLE
+
+
+
+
+ LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS
+
+
+ Page
+
+ Windermere from Orrest Head _Frontispiece_
+
+ Coniston Lake 8
+
+ Rydalmere 12
+
+ Grasmere from Loughrigg 16
+
+ Thirlmere and Helvellyn 20
+
+ Kirkstone Pass and Brothers Water 26
+
+ Ullswater 32
+
+ Bassenthwaite Lake and Skiddaw 36
+
+ Derwentwater from Friars Crag 40
+
+ Honister Pass--Dawn 44
+
+ Head of Buttermere and Honister Crag 48
+
+ Scale Force, Crummock Water 52
+
+
+
+
+[Illustration: THE ENGLISH LAKES]
+
+
+
+
+WINDERMERE AND CONISTON
+
+
+The luxuriance of Windermere is of course its dominant note, a quality
+infinitely enhanced by that noble array of mountains which from
+Kirkstone to Scafell trail across the northern sky beyond the broad
+shimmer of its waters. The upward view from various points in the
+neighbourhood of Bowness, for obvious reasons of railroad
+transportation, has been the first glimpse of the Lake District for a
+majority of two or three generations of visitors, and this alone gives
+some further significance to a scene in any case so beautiful. Orrest
+Head, a few hundred feet above the village of Windermere, is the point
+to which the pilgrim upon the first opportunity usually betakes himself;
+for from this modest altitude the entire lake with its abounding beauty
+of detail, and half the mountain kingdom of Lakeland, are spread out
+before him.
+
+On the slopes of Orrest, too, is the house of Elleray, successor to that
+older one in which Professor Wilson, by no means the least one of the
+Wordsworthian band, led his breezy, strenuous life. Son of a wealthy
+Glasgow merchant, winner of the Newdigate and a first classman at
+Oxford, and scarcely less conspicuous for his athletic feats and
+sporting wagers, young Wilson bought the land at Elleray while an
+undergraduate and built a house on it later, after the passing of an
+unsatisfactory love affair. As "Christopher North" every lover of the
+rod with any sense of its literature knows him yet. Nor would all this
+be worthy of record were it not that the brilliant little band who did
+none of these things held Wilson of Elleray as one of themselves. Losing
+his fortune ten years later through a defaulting trustee, he became the
+brilliant supporter of _Blackwood_ and Professor of Moral Philosophy in
+Edinburgh University, though always retaining his connection with
+Windermere. In fact, when Scott made his memorable visit to the Lake
+District, and with Lockhart and Canning stayed with the then owner of
+Storrs Hall, now a hotel on the lake shore, we find Wilson doing the
+honours of Windermere as commodore of its large fleet of yachts.
+
+Country houses, villas, and rich woods cluster thickly up and down
+either shore; here and there perhaps a little too thickly. But the
+general prospect up to Ambleside on the one hand, and down past Curwen
+Island--named after one of the oldest of Cumbrian families--to Newby
+Bridge on the other, is no whit blemished. One feels it to be a region
+rather of delightful residence, which indeed it is, than of temporary
+sojourn for the tourist, with the mountains beckoning him into the
+deeper heart of Lakeland and to more primitive forms of nature. Shapely
+yachts flit hither and thither, less alluring steamboats plough white
+furrows, while the irresponsible pleasure boat is in frequent evidence.
+Occasionally, too, there are winters when the great lake glistens with
+thick glassy ice from end to end beneath snow-peaked mountains, and the
+glories of such a brief period--glories of scene and of physical
+exhilaration--shine out in the memory yet more luminously than the
+unfailing pageants of summer; even the pageants of early June when the
+lake is quiet, and in sequestered bays the angler, like his neighbour of
+Derwentwater, celebrates the festival of the May-fly, the only one
+seriously observed by the lusty and wily trout of these two waters.
+
+The personal associations of these opulent shores of Windermere are too
+crowded for us here; but Dr. Arnold of Rugby had, of course, his holiday
+home of Foxhowe near the Ambleside end, which is still occupied by his
+daughter.
+
+Calgarth and its fine woods, just under Orrest, is the oldest and
+perhaps the most notable place on the lake, partly because in ancient
+times the well-known family of Phillipson lived there, though in a
+former house, a dare-devil race in the Civil War period, one of whom,
+known as Robert the Devil, did all sorts of heady things. The _skulls of
+Calgarth_, too, which occupied niches in the old hall and could never be
+got rid of, wherever flung to, always returning to their place on the
+wall, are a treasured legend of the district. But the present mansion
+and woods of Calgarth are little more than a century old, and are the
+work of another Lakeland luminary of the Wordsworthian period. Bishop
+Watson, officially of Llandaff but otherwise of Calgarth, is famous in
+ecclesiastical history and of immortal memory in Wales, not for the
+things he did, but rather for the things he left undone. For he was
+bishop of Llandaff for about thirty years, and only once visited his
+diocese in that period, preferring the life of a country gentleman at
+Windermere.
+
+ [Illustration: CONISTON LAKE]
+
+Precisely parallel to Windermere, a little more than half its length and
+half its breadth, and four miles to the westward, lies Coniston, its
+head in the mountains, its foot almost trenching on another, and
+virtually lowland, country. There can be no doubt whatever about the
+presiding genii of Coniston, the "Old Man" in the substance and Ruskin
+in the shadow, if one may put it that way, having no rivals. The hills
+crowd finely around their leader, the "Allt-maen" (lofty rock), at the
+lake-head, as our artist well shows. As the lake shoots southward,
+however, in a straight line, without any conspicuous curves or
+headlands, and no heights comparable to those it leaves behind, one
+feels upon thus looking down it that Coniston lacks something of the
+fascination which never flags at any part of the other lakes. If
+Windermere, too, trails away from the mountains, it does so in glorious
+bends and headlands, curves and islands, and has an opulence of detail
+and colouring all its own. But if Coniston, with its straight unbroken
+stretch all fully displayed, and framed in a fashion less winsome than
+Windermere, and less imposing than Ullswater, "lets you down" a little
+on arriving at its head, looking upward from its centre it assuredly
+lacks nothing, while the view from Ruskin's old home of Brantwood,
+perched high among woods upon the eastern shore, commands all that is
+best of it. After thirty years of intermittent residence here, Ruskin
+was buried in the churchyard at Coniston, exactly half a century after
+Wordsworth had been laid to rest at Grasmere. A generation later than
+his great predecessor he has Coniston to himself. And if the points of
+divergence between the two seers have been more than sufficiently
+insisted upon, it is from the very fact, perhaps, that in intellect and
+temperament they had so much in common.
+
+
+
+
+THE HEART OF LAKELAND RYDAL AND GRASMERE
+
+
+Those delectable little sister lakes of Rydal and Grasmere probably
+suggest themselves to most of us as the heart of Lakeland. If we took a
+map and measuring rule we might possibly be surprised to find, as we
+should do, this vague intuition geometrically verified. How singularly
+felicitous, then, one may surely deem it, that Wordsworth lived and died
+here, and that the shrine of the sage and all thereby implied should be
+thus planted in the very innermost sanctuary of the hills.
+
+The intrinsic charm of these two little lakes and all that pertains to
+them lies in the delightful variety exhibited within a small compass of
+wood and water, of rugged crag and fern-clad slope, of velvety park-like
+meadow and stately timber. The blithesome Rothay unites the upper and
+larger lake of Grasmere with Rydal Water by a short half-mile display
+in meadow and ravine of every winsome mood that a mountain stream has at
+command. The broken, straggling heights and skirts of Loughrigg Fell
+fill most of the western side of either lake, and on a minor scale, like
+the stream below, show every type of form and colouring, of drapery
+primeval or man-made, from naked crag to bowery lawn, all within the
+compass of three miles and the modest altitude of a thousand feet.
+
+Rydal Water has almost the air of being designed for the embellishment
+of man's immediate haunts. With its occasionally reedy fringe, it
+breathes the spirit of quiet, almost domestic beauty, and of the spirit
+of solitude scarcely anything. Of Grasmere as much and as little might
+be said. The atmosphere of seclusion that wraps at normal times so many
+of the lakes seems here frankly absent. Nothing, indeed, is lost by this
+sense of human propinquity; for all is exquisite. But the sign of
+appreciative humanity, residential or transient, is more than commonly
+strong. Yet Grasmere is a favourite haunt, too, of the serious
+pedestrian, not merely because it is beautiful, but because it is
+central. The lake tourist might be reasonably classified under four
+heads: the crag climbers, the strenuous walkers, the saunterers, and the
+roadsters. The first are a mere handful, for obvious reasons, and
+greatly affect Wastdale Head. The second are not very numerous, and
+seem on the decline. The third include a substantial number, whose
+limitations are dictated either by lack of physical strength or an
+indifference to the strenuous life; by a preference for the tennis
+court, or croquet lawn, or a pair of sculls, with a further company,
+always numerous among Britons, who have an unconquerable aversion to
+missing a single one of the four conventional meals. Of the roadsters,
+the cyclist may get a great deal out of the Lake country, and is
+nowadays quite innocuous to others. As for the motor, it has proved for
+all true lovers of this region an unmitigated curse. It is truly
+pitiable to see these green vales half buried at times under dense
+volumes of driving dust, or the same noisome clouds falling in heavy
+masses on the fair surface and flowery banks of Rydal or Ullswater. The
+roads, too, are often tortuous and narrow. There was a talk at one time
+of prohibition within Lakeland, and there would seem in equity no
+justification in this glorious holiday preserve for unlimited vehicles
+roaring through it at twenty to thirty miles an hour. It lies on no main
+highway. And for touring use within the district the motor has no single
+point of sanity. One might almost as well thrash up and down Grasmere in
+a steam yacht. Their exclusion, with a few exceptions for local purposes
+or for genuine residents, would be an enormous gain, and any counter
+plea ridiculously inadequate. I have here pictured Rydal Water as a
+winsome summer lake, for this I am sure, before most of us who know it,
+its image rises.
+
+ [Illustration: RYDALMERE]
+
+But upon a spring day some years ago I watched it raging with abnormal
+frenzy under the influence of a helm wind, cleaving diligently myself in
+the meantime to a stone wall, lest peradventure I should be blown into
+its seething waters. These hurricanes are idiosyncrasies of the Lake
+country, and are formed by the contact of winds from the North Sea with
+the warmer temperature they meet as they leap over the Pennine range,
+like a wave breaking over a sea wall. The disturbance thus created
+drives them down in narrow tornadoes upon Lakeland. I have never
+experienced anything else like it in these islands. The waters of Rydal
+on this occasion, now here and now there, were lifted high into the air
+in the fashion of successive waterspouts and hurled in hissing volumes
+of sleet at a great elevation against the woody foot of Loughrigg Fell.
+The sun, too, was shining brilliantly, and every hurtling cloud of spray
+glittered in prismatic colours. But above all are these two lakes bound
+up with the name and fame of Wordsworth. From one or other of the banks
+of them for nearly half a century the great nature poet--the prophet,
+sage, and interpreter of Lakeland--of whose fruits the world will pluck
+as long as these hills endure, set forth on his almost daily ramble.
+Whether this or that generation decide that Wordsworth is among the
+elect of their fleeting day is an altogether trumpery question. Didactic
+and complaisant youth have tilted against many a classic and passed into
+oblivion while the subject of their convincing satire remains immovable
+as a granite rock. Wordsworth has struck roots so deep into this
+glorious country, has so identified it with his own personality, that
+even if he were a much lesser poet, immortal fame would be as surely his
+as the endurance of Skiddaw or Helvellyn. But Wordsworth has a firmer
+grip than that of mere atmosphere on unborn generations, though this
+almost alone would endear him to all those with any sense of feeling who
+love the Lake country, and of such it is inconceivable that future
+generations will not each supply their ample store. It is pedantry to
+hector every man or woman who feels the spirit of our British Highlands
+so perfectly expressed as they are in this Lake country into
+Wordsworthian enthusiasm. But let them alone, and as the Lakeland fever
+begins to develop more strongly with each visitation, and as spring and
+summer come round, if they have the sense of song at all within them
+they will put their Wordsworth at any rate within reach, and the process
+thenceforward to some measure of intimacy and delight is merely an
+affair of time.
+
+Rydal Mount, standing embowered in foliage above the road which
+afterwards skirts both lakes, is not accessible, but Dove Cottage on
+Grasmere, where the poet, with his gifted sister and for a time with S.
+T. Coleridge, spent the years preceding his long married life at Rydal
+Mount, is open to the pilgrim, be he a devout or an indifferent one. It
+will be hardly less interesting as the residence for twenty years of
+that strange genius, stylist, and laudanum drinker, De Quincey. Apart
+from the great literary obligations under which he has laid posterity,
+the autobiographical volume which deals with this Lake country, and the
+brilliant circle of which he was a member, is a book of extraordinary
+interest. He married a local yeoman's daughter, and the domestic side of
+his life, including a devoted and successful family, infinitely
+alleviates the tragedy of his own long and indifferently successful
+struggle with the fatal drug. The weak-willed but lovable and brilliant
+Hartley Coleridge, too, who would dash off a sonnet in ten minutes,
+lived at Nab Cottage, on Rydal Water, till he was laid in Grasmere
+Churchyard, to be followed there by Wordsworth in the succeeding year of
+1850. Wordsworth himself was never really in touch with his humbler
+neighbours. He had not the temperament for that kind of thing, and
+remained a continual mystery to most of them.
+
+"Well, John, what's the news?" said the rather too sociable Hartley
+Coleridge one morning to an old stone-breaker.
+
+"Why, nowte varry particlar, only ald Wudsworth's brocken lowce ageean."
+This had reference to the poet's habit of spouting his productions as he
+walked along the roads, which was taken by the country folk as a sign of
+mental aberration. On another occasion a stranger resting at a cottage
+in Rydal enquired of the housewife as to Wordsworth's neighbourly
+qualities.
+
+"Well," said she, "he sometimes goes booin' his pottery about t' rooads
+an' t' fields an' takes na nooatish o' neabody; but at udder times he'll
+say 'Good morning, Dolly,' as sensible as oyder you or me."
+
+
+
+
+THIRLMERE AND HELVELLYN
+
+
+Lying beside the familiar and continuously beautiful road from Grasmere
+to Keswick, Thirlmere has happily lost nothing of its pristine beauty in
+becoming the source of Manchester's water supply. An engine house at one
+point and the big dam, only visible at the far end, are more than
+counterbalanced in the raising for many feet of a lake that is three
+miles long and only a quarter of a mile wide. That first delicious view
+of it which greets the pilgrim on the downward winding road from the
+pass of Dunmaile Raise, deep channelled between the rugged wall of
+Armboth Crags and the northern shoulders of Helvellyn, with the pale
+cone of Skiddaw rising over the hidden interval beyond, will be among
+the most familiar memories of the lake tourist. These grey Armboth
+steeps, falling from the wild moorish table-land above so abruptly to
+the water's edge, and planting everywhere their knotted pine-feathered
+toes in the deep clear water, with the little promontories and islands
+wooded in the like fashion, give a character all its own to the narrow
+but beautiful lake. As a road now skirts both shores, those denied the
+physical joy of walking this country can get all that the banks, at any
+rate, of Thirlmere have to offer. The best of this, no doubt, is the
+prospect here depicted from the lower end, with Old Helvellyn looming so
+near and filling up the vista to the southward.
+
+ [Illustration: GRASMERE FROM LOUGHRIGG]
+
+The little inn at Wythburn on the highway near the lake-head where the
+coaches halt, unpretending tavern in outward appearance though it is,
+might yet be almost accounted as classic ground for the number of men of
+note, from Scott and the lake poets onward, its modest walls have
+sheltered. For it has not only been for all time a halfway
+resting-place between Ambleside and Keswick, but for many either a
+starting, or a finishing, point in the ascent of Helvellyn. It was in
+the little parlour of this inn a century ago that Professor Wilson, the
+athletic and breezy Scottish Intellectual, played an almost brutal
+practical joke on his hyper-sensitive friends--the two Coleridges and De
+Quincey--as they all sat resting here by the fire after a long walk one
+winter night. Seeing a loaded gun in the corner, the Professor
+introduced it stealthily into the group, and, pointing it up the
+chimney, pulled the trigger. In the then diminutive bar parlour, hung
+about with glass and crockery, the unexpected explosion on the
+drug-weakened nerves of two, at any rate, of the brilliant trio must
+have been almost more than the most hardened practical joker could have
+wished for.
+
+This is, of course, the smooth side of Helvellyn, and you may ascend it
+from virtually any point. Roughly speaking, it represents a huge mound
+cloven half down the middle and the refuse carted away. After climbing
+the steep smooth slope from the Thirlmere side to the top, you find
+yourself suddenly standing on the edge of a precipice, almost of a
+crater, with the farther side of course wanting, and in its stead
+beautiful sweeps of glen and crag dipping gradually to the vale where
+the blue coils of Ullswater lie sleeping. Needless to add, this is but
+a fraction of the prospect from Helvellyn, and to relate what can be
+seen from it on a reasonably clear day would merely be to compile a
+chart of the entire mountain system of Lakeland, and for an
+exceptionally clear one it would be necessary to make many and remoter
+additions.
+
+To anyone in touch with these things, the summit of Helvellyn is an
+inspiring spot, commanding in a single glance the entire dominion of a
+race not merely homogeneous in breed, but till recently unique in
+situation. Here were a people, ranging as individuals from peasant to
+yeomen, to put it roughly; four hundred square miles, say, of freehold
+farmers, who had never known a landlord since the Crown in the sixteenth
+century held them as tenants on Border service; a complete democracy
+among themselves, into whose lives the influence of an aristocracy, as
+exerted everywhere else without exception in Great Britain, never
+entered. For there was no such thing within all these wide bounds. These
+primitive conditions passed away by degrees during the last century. But
+it was such that bred the Lakelander much as you see him now, though
+inevitably modified by the influx of large landlords who have bought him
+out, of villa residents and countless tourists. But here he is still, a
+type who till recently had virtually no experience of what social grades
+and distinctions meant in his own daily life, though he dispatched from
+his rugged stone homestead a steady stream of raw lads who rose to
+power, wealth, and influence in the world. The Lakelander, too, like his
+immediate neighbours, is of more definitely Scandinavian origin than any
+other community in England. His country bristles with Norse place-names;
+his genuine tongue is so full of it, that an expert in old Cumbrian, it
+is said, can almost read the Norse Bible. His traditions give him an
+easy and independent bearing. For two or three generations of more or
+less contact with the outer world and its complications can only modify,
+not efface, such things. He still remains a cheery, independent soul,
+but absolutely one of Nature's gentlemen.
+
+ [Illustration: THIRLMERE AND HELVELLYN]
+
+Now from Helvellyn you can see the Pennines, and across the Pennines
+lies Northumberland. We have nothing to do here with the Northumbrian,
+but as an immediate neighbour of these others it is interesting to note
+that he has less Norse blood in him, and together with his Lothian and
+Berwickshire neighbours is accounted the purest Saxon of any Englishman.
+His place-names have the Saxon flavour. Here in Lakeland we have _fells_
+and _becks_ and _garths_ and _ghylls_; beyond the Pennines and the
+Cheviots they are all _burns_ and _laws_ and _tons_. The Lakelanders
+proper were not Border fighters as the word applies to their low
+country neighbours and the Northumbrians. They were liable to service,
+and frequently took a hand against the Scots, but their savage country
+was not tempting to the Scottish freebooter nor worth the risk. Nor when
+the tide set the other way were they accounted as actually of the
+following of the great Border houses. When James I. ascended the throne
+of a United Kingdom, and fondly fancied Border troubles were at an end,
+that canny monarch thought to make some money by commuting the feudal
+service nature of the Lakeland statesmen's holding to a money rent.
+These military tenants of the Crown met to the number of two thousand
+between Windermere and Kendal and swore that they would yield up their
+lives rather than their title-deeds, which settled the matter. It
+remained for the growth of national wealth, luxury, and what we call the
+march of civilization to destroy by individual land purchase, assisted
+by local conditions too complex to mention, the greater number of the
+Lakeland freeholders or "statesmen".
+
+There are still some few left in possession, but otherwise the man
+himself, though now a tenant, has by no means parted with his qualities
+because his father or his grandfather parted with his freehold.
+
+
+
+
+KIRKSTONE AND ULLSWATER
+
+
+Kirkstone Pass looms always large in one's Lakeland memories. For one
+thing, it is the ladder over which all traffic laboriously climbs from
+the comparatively populous shores of Windermere into the long
+sequestered trough of Ullswater, while for the walker it links the
+eastern block of mountains to the Helvellyn and central group. It is, I
+think, the highest road pass in England, touching the line of 1500 feet
+where a lonely inn claims, by a natural inference, the uncomfortable
+distinction of being the highest habitation in the kingdom. But whatever
+may be the measure of its winter solitude, the cheery turmoil of the
+shepherds' meeting in November, attended by some three hundred more or
+less interested persons, must put heart into its occupants for the
+ordeal. For on that great day, crowned by a gargantuan feast, the stray
+sheep that have wandered from their rightful ranges and mingled with a
+neighbouring flock are handed over, accompanied by ceremonies of
+immemorial use. Then, too, a hundred or so of collie dogs settle such
+disputes among themselves as may be of old standing, or more often
+perhaps excited thereto by such unparalleled opportunities. A hound
+trail usually completes the long day which begins betimes, for every man
+upon these mountains is an enthusiast on the chase in its literal sense,
+and knows as much of hounds and foxes as many an M.F.H. elsewhere.
+
+The steep descent into the narrow, verdant, stone-walled, thinly peopled
+floor of the head of Patterdale, with its sprinkling of little
+white-washed, scyamore-shaded homesteads, is not a theme for words but
+for the brush; above all for the eye itself. Caudale Moor and Hartshope
+Dodd loom largest above our right shoulder, shutting out the lofty
+solitudes behind, while on the left Redscrees, Raven Crag, and Harts
+Crag, and a fine confusion of rugged summits culminate in Helvellyn,
+which upon this eastern side shows its nobler and precipitous front.
+Brotherswater, though but a quarter of a mile in diameter, fills the
+vale, and like a jewel catches every humour of these ever-restless
+skies; gleaming betimes like molten gold, or on windless noons
+reflecting the greys and greens of the overhanging steeps so vividly on
+its glassy surface as almost to efface itself in its own shadows; at
+other times, torn by the tempests that pour down from Kirkstone, into a
+sheet of seething foam. For it is incredible to what a fury even a
+little lake like this can lash itself, when exposed to the concentrated
+volleys of two or three mountain glens.
+
+The memory of one of these spectacles on Hayswater, but a mile or so
+distant, is suggested by the little hamlet of Low Hartsop at the mouth
+of a lateral glen that comes in just where the valley widens somewhat,
+bringing with it Hayswater beck to join the Goldrill, which last has run
+through Brotherswater. Hartsop Hall is a plain, rugged old manor house
+overhung with trees on the Kirkstone shore of the lake, long the abode
+of sheep farmers, but possessed of the inconvenient disability of a
+public right-of-way through the centre, now presumably lapsed.
+
+But till a few years ago a venerable champion of popular rights, or
+perhaps merely a humorist with plenty of spare time, used to make an
+annual pilgrimage here, and walk in at the front door and out at the
+back without any ceremony.
+
+Low Hartshope itself is a group of some half-dozen mellow and mossy
+homesteads, planted irregularly above the beck at any time within the
+last five centuries. Fine old trees of sycamore, ash, and oak spread a
+protecting mantle of foliage over this snug and ancient haunt of
+dalesmen--a little patch of leafy opulence between the stern walls of
+fell that rise sharply on either hand. One or two houses of the group,
+representing, one might fancy, the proportionate decline of population
+in the dales, are falling or have long ago fallen into ruins. Moss and
+ferns, stone-crop and saxifrage, have seized alike upon both the
+abandoned and the fallen, upon the sagging flagstone roof which covers
+neither more nor less of the exposed weather-stained oak rafters than it
+did ten years ago, upon the fallen stones of a more completed ruin
+slowly sinking into the ground. Here may be seen, too, the deep,
+oldfashioned spinning galleries thrust out from the upper story and
+covered by an extension of the roof, invaluable not merely for the
+summer air, but for the lack of winter daylight in those massive,
+low-browed, small-windowed fortresses where the thrifty dalesmen dwelt.
+Wordsworth has celebrated a pretty old tradition that the spindles ran
+truer after the sheep had mounted the hill for their night's rest.
+
+ Now beneath the starry sky
+ Crouch the widely scattered sheep,
+ Ply the pleasant labour, ply,
+ For the spindle while they sleep
+ Runs with motion smooth and fine,
+ Gathering up a trustier line.
+
+A mile or so up the glen, the higher part a steep climb, down which a
+beck comes leaping in successive cataracts over black rocks feathered
+with fern and rowan trees, lies entrenched between mountain walls which
+rise some fifteen hundred feet above its three sides, the lonely lake of
+Hayswater. Scarce a mile in length and narrow in proportion, the scene
+is one in fair weather of delightful and impressive solitude, in wild
+weather awesome to a degree bordering on the uncanny. The mountain
+ridges all round are grey, stern, and rugged, while their green,
+rock-strewn lower slopes fall for the most part sharply to the water's
+edge. There is nowhere even a suggestion of humanity, but a rude boat
+half full of water chained to a rock. So lonely a sheet of water of this
+size, and thus nobly encompassed about and shut off from the world,
+there is not in all Lakeland. On a tempestuous May day some two years
+since the writer, underrating the measure of ferocity that the extra
+elevation of a thousand feet adds to a storm, found himself a solitary
+angler, beside these gloomy shores, amid as fine a prospect of the kind
+as the somberer side of one's soul might wish for. The south-west gale
+had found its way over the screes of the High Street ridge that closes
+the head of the narrow valley of which Kidsty and Grey Crag form the
+sides. Enraged apparently by opposition, it was coming down the full
+length of the lake in intermittent bursts of rain-laden fury that made
+even keeping one's feet no simple matter, and life altogether for the
+moment a moderate sort of entertainment. The fact that in the brief
+pauses, while the storm drew fresh breath, I could just keep my flies on
+the water in the shelter of rocky points, and at the same time not
+unprofitably, must be quoted in explanation of what might otherwise seem
+a quite superfluous attendance at such a dismal pandemonium of the
+elements. But these fortuitous encounters with nature in her most savage
+mood, and in her grimmest haunts, are among the memories that for myself
+I would ill spare, and none the less so because they so often belong to
+the unexpected and the unsought.
+
+ [Illustration: KIRKSTONE PASS AND BROTHERS WATER]
+
+The upper and more rugged half of the valley walls on this sombre
+occasion opened and shut in veils of scudding mist, while their steep
+green flanks, littered with black crags fallen in long ages past from
+above, made a fitting frame for the white hissing waters that filled the
+long and stormy trough. But the crowning feature of this particular
+scene was at the foot of the lake, where it draws to a narrow point
+between high rocky banks, and the out-going beck leaps towards the gorge
+below through a gap in a stone dyke which otherwise closes the entrance.
+For into this funnel the storm seemed to concentrate its fury, lashing
+the waters after the fashion of a helm wind high into the air, and
+hurling them far down into the ravine below.
+
+But I do not wish to keep the reader out in the wind and rain for the
+whole of our sojourn in Patterdale, and I should be an ingrate indeed to
+do so, for in many visits to this delightful haven in the Lake country
+I am only too rejoiced to remember that sunshine has far outbalanced
+cloud. And under such conditions the three miles of verdant vale from
+Hartsop to Ullswater, by way of the hamlet and church of Patterdale
+(named from St. Patrick) to Glenridding on the lake shore, is as
+characteristic and charming a pastoral valley as there is in all the
+Lake country. Cottages and homesteads, with their sheltering tufts of
+foliage, have still even this much-visited country almost to themselves,
+as they had it a century ago. The Goldrill, now a lusty stream, curves
+and sparkles from farm to farm. The bordering fields terminate in
+pleasant strips of woodland, or in bosky knolls of fern and rock, while
+far above upon either side rise steep and high the everlasting hills.
+And crowding round the head of Ullswater, which now spreads wide its
+bright island-studded waters and ends the vale, are mountains piled up
+everywhere. Place Fell and Birk Fell, lifting their untamed steeps of
+crag and scree sheer up from the water along four miles of the eastern
+shore, give that exceptional touch of wildness to the great lake which,
+together with the fine grouping of Helvellyn and her satellites upon the
+other side, justifies in the opinion of many its claim to pre-eminence
+among its sisters. For myself, I frankly admit that the head of
+Ullswater, and, for choice, a lodgment upon the Glenridding shore near
+the edge of the lake, holds me more tenaciously when I get there than
+any part of Lakeland.
+
+There was once a king in Patterdale. His name was Mounsey, and he died
+in 1792, and the _Gentleman's Magazine_ for that year in its obituary
+tells us all about him, facts confirmed, if such were necessary, by
+local tradition. This was in the days of the "statesmen", before
+outsiders came in and bought property and broke in upon the old Lakeland
+democracy. Patterdale Hall has now this long time been a large country
+house with a large estate attached to it. In the modest original
+homestead, however, reigned the Mounseys, who from time immemorial had
+been regarded as "kings" of the dale before the reign of the undesirable
+and eccentric monarch who proved to be the last but one of them.
+
+This John Mounsey had an income of £800 a year, and the chief efforts of
+his life, which lasted over ninety years, were directed to keeping his
+expenses down to £30. In short, he was a miser of the most unabashed
+type. He was endowed with immense physical strength, of which, unlike
+his money, he grudged no expenditure in the pursuit of the
+over-mastering passion of his life. He rowed his own slate and timber
+down the lake to market, and toiled all day at the hardest manual tasks.
+When compelled to visit Penrith or elsewhere on business, he slept in
+neighbouring barns to save a hotel bill. He had his stockings shod with
+leather, and always wore wooden shoes. He is reported on one occasion,
+while riding by the lake, to have dismounted, stripped, and dived into
+it after an old stocking that caught his eye. Rather than buy a
+respectable suit for funerals, markets, and the like, he used to force
+the loan of them from his tenants, who were also under agreement to
+furnish him with so many free meals a year. Ever fearful of being
+robbed, he used to secrete his money in walls and holes in the ground, a
+practice which occasioned many exhilarating hunts for treasure-trove
+among the idle. His last luxury was putting out to the lowest tender the
+drawing of his will. The Patterdale schoolmaster, with a bid of
+ten-pence, obtained the contract. His son, however, closed the dynasty
+with honour, when the forbear of the present owner bought the royal
+domain and a good deal more beside, and planted those beautiful wild
+woods along the western margin of Ullswater that are the delight of
+every visitor, and above all of those for whom mountain and lake offer
+too strenuous adventure.
+
+Various glens of infinite beauty wind up to the heart and shoulders of
+Helvellyn and Fairfield, which mountains display to the people of
+Ullswater by far their finest qualities. Across the lake a fine
+solitude of moor and fell, rising to 2600 feet, spreads far away
+eastward to Shap, including Martindale, Boredale, Mardale, and the High
+Street range, which carries the old Roman road to Carlisle (whence comes
+its name, Ystrad) along its summit. The wild red deer still roam over
+this wilderness as far as the shores of Ullswater, while as regards
+foxes they are almost too plentiful everywhere. Nor is there any part of
+England, no not Leicestershire, though in far different fashion, where
+they fill a bigger place in the public eye. Of the four or five packs of
+foxhounds hunted and followed on foot over the fells of Lakeland, one
+kennelled at Ullswater is among the most notable, if only for its famous
+huntsman. Every soul in Lakeland as far east as Crossfell, and every
+frequenter of Ullswater, knows "Joe Bowman", who has just now completed
+thirty years of such severe service as hunting a pack of fell hounds on
+foot means. The mantle of John Peel (who hunted a lower country,
+however, and rode to his hounds) has almost fallen upon him. His
+stalwart form may even be seen, like that of John Peel's, outside the
+cover of hunting songs in the windows of Carlisle music shops. If the
+songs are not sung like the others round the world, the memory of their
+subject will live among the dalesmen, I'll warrant, to their children's
+children. For hunting here is actually, not theoretically, democratic.
+When hounds throw off soon after daylight on a mountain side, and hunt a
+slow drag for an hour or two till they move their fox, and the field
+have to follow on foot as best they may, there is not much scope for the
+dashing and the decorative side of the chase. The fell farmers are all
+devoted followers, are on familiar terms with all the foxes, their
+domestic arrangements, and their families, and their probable line of
+action when pursued. They mostly know the hounds, and can recall their
+fathers and their mothers and their grandparents, and are steeped in
+hound lore. The very children about the head of Ullswater know many of
+the "dogs" personally, and have played with them as puppies. For they
+are mostly "walked" on the surrounding farms in summer, and when they
+play truant, which is pretty often, and come trotting through the
+village after a hunt upon their own account, it is quaint to hear them
+affectionately invoked by name from window or doorstep as familiar
+public characters. The necessity for keeping down the foxes gives, of
+course, an extra zest to the chase in these mountains. There being
+nothing to prevent and much to stimulate it in this country of late
+lambs, hunting is carried on vigorously till the middle of May; April,
+as a matter of fact, being for many reasons irrelevant here the most
+active month, and the best for seeing the sport. It is glorious, indeed,
+on an early spring morning to be perched, let us say, on one of the
+lower shoulders of Helvellyn, with the joyous crash of hounds upon a
+warming scent echoing from cliff to cliff.
+
+ [Illustration: ULLSWATER]
+
+But let us turn to gentler themes, noting for a moment Stybarrow, the
+foot of which is the subject of our artist's skill. There is very little
+of the Border foray tradition in the heart of the Lake country. It was
+obviously unprofitable as well as risky to the aggressor. But a body of
+Scots did once, at least, make a dash on Patterdale and on Stybarrow,
+which is in a sense its gateway, and met their fate. If the eastern
+shore of the upper half of Ullswater is inspiring from its solitary
+grandeur of overhanging mountain, its feathered cliffs and promontories,
+its indented rocky coves, its western shore holds one's affections by
+its gentler and more sylvan beauties. For after the picturesque
+confusion of mossy crag and forest glade around Stybarrow, beneath which
+the lake lies deep and dark, the two large demesnes--"chases" would best
+describe them--of Glencoin and Gowbarrow slope gently down from the
+back-lying mountains to the curving shore. Here are pleasant silvery
+strands overhung with tall sycamores and oaks; there are rocky shores
+fringed with hazel and alder, where the crystal waters of this most
+pellucid of large lakes breaks sonorously when a gale is blowing. The
+little becks come tumbling in too over the sloping meadows from the
+fells--that of Glencoin of familiar name, and that of Aira of greater
+fame for its waterfall, whose hoarse voice can be heard on still
+evenings on the lake, and for the legend embodied in Wordsworth's
+well-known poem. Here, too, behind the long grassy promontory with
+pebbly shore that roughly marks the entry to this upper and more
+beautiful four miles of lake, is Lyulph's tower. Not a very ancient
+fabric, to be sure, but marking the site of that shadowy keep where
+dwelt the sleep-walking, love-lorn maiden, who perished in the pool
+below Aira Force in the arms of her errant knight, as he arrived only
+just in time to drag her expiring to the shore.
+
+ List ye who pass by Lyulph's tower
+ At eve how softly then Doth Aira
+ Force, that torrent hoarse,
+ Speak from the woody glen.
+
+
+
+
+BASSENTHWAITE AND DERWENTWATER
+
+ What was the great Parnassus' self to thee
+ Mount Skiddaw? In his natural sovereignty
+ Our British hill is fairer far; he shrouds
+ His double front among Atlantic clouds,
+ And pours forth streams more sweet than Castally.
+
+ --_Wordsworth._
+
+
+Mercifully it is not our province here to pass a pious opinion on the
+comparative beauties of Ullswater and Derwentwater. It is tolerably
+certain that the one which held you the longer and the most often in its
+welcome toils would have your verdict. The lake of Ulpho is a thought
+wilder and grander and withal less accessible. Save on occasions, it
+wears generally a more isolated and aloof demeanour. The other, too, is
+much smaller and quite differently formed; its length, three miles and
+odd, being little more than twice its breadth, but picturesquely
+indented, and virtually surrounded by mountainous heights. Keswick town
+almost adjoins, though nowhere trenching, on its lower end, and behind
+Keswick the great cone of Skiddaw fills the north. Though of no
+distinction in itself, not a country town in all England is so
+felicitously placed. Within five minutes' walk of its extremity its
+fortunate burghers can pace the shores of Derwentwater, or, better
+still, the fir-clad promontory of Friars Crag, and look straight up the
+mountain-bordered lake to the yet sterner heights looming at its farther
+end, known as the Jaws of Borrowdale. Behind and to the north Skiddaw,
+as related, joining hands to the eastward with more precipitous
+Blencathara, otherwise Saddleback, lifts its shapely bulk. Through a
+fair green vale between, the Derwent, joined by Keswick's own bewitching
+stream, the Greta, urges a bold and rapid course to Bassenthwaite, which
+completes the picture two miles below. Though not geographically
+central, Keswick is nevertheless an admirable base from whence to
+adventure the Lake country for such as trust to wheels of any kind, and
+have no great length of time at their disposal. The _genius loci_ of
+Keswick is of course Southey, and the plain red house where that
+kind-hearted and industrious poet and brilliant essayist lived for most
+of his life still stands above the Greta. Different in every personal
+characteristic, as De Quincey their mutual friend so lucidly sets forth,
+was Southey from Wordsworth, his successor in the Laureateship. The one,
+elegant, reserved, modest, fastidious, business-like, a methodical and
+indefatigable worker, but essentially a man of books; the other,
+sprawly, almost uncouth in minor habits, self-centred to the verge of
+arrogancy in social intercourse. Southey at Keswick earned by the
+_Quarterly_ and other sources a quite substantial income, out of which
+he maintained not merely his own family, but for long that of poor S. T.
+Coleridge, whose haphazard existence consisted very largely of a
+succession of extended visits to generous and admiring friends.
+Wordsworth, on the other hand, ridiculed by most of the critics, made
+very little out of his poems till quite late in life. But for once in a
+way Providence, as represented by pounds sterling, seemed to recognize a
+dreamy genius, with no capacity for earning bread and butter, and
+showered upon him from all sides legacies, annuities, and sinecures that
+made him probably a richer man than Southey, even apart from his belated
+earnings.
+
+ [Illustration: BASSENTHWAITE LAKE AND SKIDDAW]
+
+A striking picture, too, is this ancient church of St. Kentigern planted
+in the level vale--the Derwent chanting in its rocky bed upon the one
+hand, and Skiddaw lifting its three thousand feet upon the other, with
+Bassenthwaite opening not far below its broad and shining breast. Fate
+has laid the bones of many a man and woman of some modest fame in their
+day beneath the heaving turf of this picturesque crowded graveyard,
+caught unawares, some of them, while temporary sojourners in a country,
+whose beauty drew hither two or three generations of pilgrims, before
+facilities of transport made the achievement the simple one it is for
+us. Within the church, however, a monument to John Radcliffe, the second
+Earl of Derwentwater, father of that ill-fated young man who lost his
+head and the vast estates of the family in the 'Fifteen, husband, too,
+of Charles the Second's daughter by the Duchess of Cleveland, strikes an
+earlier and more genuinely local note. The original nest of the
+Radcliffes was on Lord's Island, one of those near the foot of the lake,
+and its foundations may still be traced; but they acquired their chief
+consequence through wealthy Northumbrian heiresses. The Keswick property
+remained with them till the confiscation; but it is with the ruined
+towers of Dilston, near Hexham, rather than the land of their origin and
+their title that the memory of the Radcliffes will be chiefly
+associated. So one must not linger here over the story, rather a
+pathetic one, in fact, how the young peer of 1715, admirable in every
+relation of life, with youth, a happy marriage, and an immense property
+all to his credit, was drawn into the rising against his better
+judgment, to become its chief victim. Forced by a train of circumstances
+and by an almost morbid sense of honour, as a near relative of the
+exiled house, to join the ill-concerted scheme, in which he had not even
+been consulted, since his name only was wanted, his fate was a hard one,
+and he was duly mourned on both the Western and the Eastern march.
+
+ "O Derwentwater's a bonny lord,
+ Fu' yellow is his hair,
+ And glinting is his hawky 'ee
+ Wi' kind love dwalling there."
+
+Another historical character intimately associated with the Keswick
+country was that "Shepherd Lord" celebrated by Wordsworth. This was the
+only surviving son of the Black Clifford, whom, in the ruthless feuds of
+The Roses, his mother, dreading the vengeance which might pursue the son
+of such a father, sent to be reared as a shepherd's son on the slopes of
+Saddleback. Nor till he was thirty did he emerge from this humble role
+to take his place as a peer of the realm, to marry twice, and to acquit
+himself reasonably well when called to public duties from the seclusion
+of Borden Tower, still standing on the Yorkshire moors above the Wharfe,
+where he lived a studious life. Indeed he marched to Flodden Field,
+which must have irked such a peaceful soul, one might fancy, not a
+little.
+
+It is at the head of Derwentwater that the Lodore beck makes that
+sonorous descent into the vale, which, by a famous poet's frolic, as it
+were, achieved a notoriety it only merits in a wet season. The mouth of
+Borrowdale, however, down which the Derwent hurls its beautiful limpid
+streams through resounding gorges to an ultimately peaceful journey to
+the lake, is a place to linger in, not merely to admire in passing, and
+two well-known hotels of old standing are evidence that the public are
+of that opinion. If the heights of Borrowdale make an inspiring
+background for the lake, as viewed from the Keswick end, Skiddaw, as
+seen from Borrowdale, serves as noble a purpose. Then there is that long
+array of heights right across the lake, and those behind them, spreading
+away to Buttermere.
+
+The view from Skiddaw is well worth the long but easy climb.
+Derwentwater and Bassenthwaite, linked by the silver coil of the river
+in the green vale, make a perfect foreground to a prospect which, like
+that of Helvellyn, covers not only the whole of Lakeland, but the sea
+coast and much more beyond. Skiddaw, however, stands sentinel, as it
+were, at this northern gateway into the Lake country, and looks right
+over Cumberland, with Carlisle in the centre of the picture, the Solway
+gleaming beyond, and behind that again the dim rolling forms of the
+Scottish hills. We have nothing to do with Carlisle, or the Eden, or
+Solway Moss, with Eskdale or Liddesdale, or any of this classic
+Borderland here laid open to the view. But one may be pardoned, when
+perched thus in fancy upon Skiddaw's aerial cone, for a brief
+reflection of how different was the past and how strangely different the
+associations of this rugged romantic Lake country with its simple,
+uneventful peasant story, quite obscured what there is of it by its more
+recent literary associations, from that classic soil of Border story
+spreading to the northward. "Happy is the land", says the old saw, "that
+has no history"; and no part of England has so little, in the ordinary
+sense of the word, as that which one looks back upon from the top of
+Skiddaw. None, upon the other hand, has more than that once
+blood-stained region, now spreading so fair and green and fertile to the
+dim hills of Scotland, which share its stirring tale.
+
+ [Illustration: DERWENTWATER FROM FRIARS CRAG]
+
+Immediately below and behind the mountain Skiddaw forest spreads--an
+unusual sight in Lakeland--its heather-clad undulations, and beyond and
+all around it is the green up-lying country, where John Peel of immortal
+memory hunted those no less immortal hounds. A majority of persons, I am
+quite sure, still think he is a mythical person, the burden of a fancy
+song, a legendary hero. But, on the contrary, he lived down yonder in
+Caldbeck, and only died in 1854. You may see his tombstone at any time
+with his obituary, and a hound, whip, and spur carved on its face in the
+village churchyard. Plenty of people still living remember him well. The
+late Sir Wilfrid Lawson, whose home, and that of his forbears, is
+easily visible from here, knew him well, and in his youth had hunted
+with him. The last time I was at Caldbeck, ten years ago, two of his
+daughters, old married ladies, were still alive in the neighbourhood,
+and I spent several hours myself in company with his nephew, who, when a
+boy, used to help him with his hounds. Peel was, in fact, a well-to-do
+yeoman who kept a small pack of hounds, which he hunted when and where
+he pleased for his own entertainment, and, incidentally, for that of a
+few of his neighbours, one of whom, Woodcock Graves, the whilom owner of
+a bobbin mill and his most constant companion, wrote the song, never
+dreaming of it as more than a passing joke. Afterwards, when Graves,
+having failed in business, went to Tasmania, where he died in the
+'Seventies, Mr. Metcalf, of the Carlisle publishing house, arranged the
+song, which fortuitously caught on in Cumbrian hunting circles, and has
+now gone round the world. Graves has told us all about the writing of
+it--tossed hastily off one evening in Peel's little house at Caldbeck,
+which anyone may see to-day. The village is full of his relatives and
+connections, and I have no doubt that the famous sportsman spoke an
+archaic and forcible Cumbrian, that strangers who can understand the
+ordinary fell farmer or peasant of to-day without difficulty would make
+mighty little of. At any rate, his nephew Robert did! Peel was not a
+fell hunter of the Ullswater pattern, but worked altogether a lower
+country and rode to his hounds. He was an exact contemporary of the lake
+poets, this other lion, and there is a spice of humour in the thought!
+"When he wasn't huntin'," remarked his venerable relative to me, in a
+heartfelt, reminiscent sort of tone, "he was aye drinkin'." His view
+holloa, though said by those who remember him to have been the most
+tremendous and piercing ever let out of mortal throat, obviously never
+penetrated the barrier of Skiddaw and Saddleback and reached the ears of
+the Lake poets "in the morning".
+
+
+
+
+BUTTERMERE
+
+ All nature welcomes Her whose sway
+ Tempers the year's extremes;
+ Who scattereth lustres o'er noonday,
+ Like morning's dewy gleams.
+ While mellow warble, sprightly trill
+ The tremulous heart excite,
+ And hums the balmy air to still The balance of delight.
+
+ --_Wordsworth (Ode to May)._
+
+
+Buttermere in May or early June! The May of the poet, that is to say,
+which smiles upon us twice or thrice in a decade, not the May of
+actuality which is spent in overcoats and blighted hopes, and bad
+tempers and east winds. But there are Mays even yet like those of the
+invincible tradition, and just enough of them to save the face of the
+poet. And Buttermere in the full flush of one of them stands always out
+for me conspicuous in that long gallery of bygone summer pageants, which
+are not the least of those pleasant fancies kindled by the cheery glow
+of the winter fireside. Ullswater and Wastwater can turn almost any
+atmosphere to account. They can grasp the glories of high June and
+diffuse their radiance over shore and mountain to as much purpose as
+any, or can turn savage in the storms and clouds of autumn with infinite
+grandeur.
+
+ [Illustration: HONISTER PASS--DAWN]
+
+Honister, too, though surmounted in many moods, I almost prefer to
+recall in some such one as this, when the replenished ghylls are
+spouting like silver threads down the dark mountain sides to the right
+and left as you draw up from Seatoller, and the sombre crag itself is
+thrusting up a rugged head against a background of whirling clouds. But
+down in the long secluded vale of Buttermere, its narrowed trough for
+most of the five miles it winds its beauteous length, filled with the
+waters of two pellucid lakes, I would have it always June, or rather
+that ideal, precocious May which has planted it irrevocably in the
+chambers of my soul.
+
+Of all the better-known lakes or haunts in Lakeland, this one is perhaps
+the most secluded. A dozen miles by steep roads and some fearsome hills
+are made light of, it is true, by the coaches of the holiday season; but
+at other times the valley is cut off from the travelling world dependent
+on public transport, and its two or three small hostelries are then apt
+to become very empty havens of peace amid the hills. Lying amid bosky
+knolls upon the half-mile meadowy interval, through which the Cocker
+sparkles from the foot of Buttermere to the head of Crummock, with the
+steep green wall of mountain, cloven here and there by the white trail
+of falling streams, rising sharply for two thousand feet above it, the
+pose of this little group of cottages and homesteads scattered around
+their diminutive church is perfection itself. The sense of snug
+seclusion from a noisy and ever noisier world, and that, too, in a spot
+familiar by name at least wherever the English language obtains, is
+everywhere eloquent, and holds one's fancy above the common. And along
+the steep western shore of Buttermere itself, following a sheep track on
+the rough mountain side, amid the scent of thyme and freshly blooming
+gorse, the hum of bees, with the flowers of the upland showing their shy
+heads among the ragged moorland grasses, what a picture at such time as
+I have in mind is this mile and a half of limpid water, fringed upon its
+farther shore by mantling woods! For though only one residence of any
+kind trenches upon the margin of either lake, this one of Hasness upon
+Buttermere has been enfolded by time and taste in groves of larch and
+beech and sycamore that extend half along the lake shore, and flaunt
+their earliest foliage of summer upon the glassy water. While on the
+rugged oaks mingled among them, self-sown, perhaps, some of them by
+hardy stunted forbears, there still flares that golden tint in which its
+bursting leaf so curiously forestalls the radiant decay of Autumn.
+
+And when the woods cease, what delightful natural lawns of crisp turf
+sweep in little curving bays to the mere edge, where gently shelving
+beaches of silvery gravel dip into the shallow waters, and show far out
+into the lake their clean white bottom beneath its crystal depths! At
+the head of the lake the Cocker comes prattling down through the meadows
+of Gatesgarth, a typical mountain sheep farm, whose Herdwicks, running
+to many thousands, count every mountain within sight as their own
+traditional domain, to the summit of Honister and the Haystacks--a noble
+pair of sentinels closing the gateway to the vale.
+
+Most notable valleys in the Lake country have their _genius loci_, as is
+only natural in a region till quite recent times utterly removed from
+the world's life. And they are often simple folk whose sorrows or
+humours have acquired immortality from the very seclusion, the normally
+unruffled calm of their environment. Mary of Buttermere and her
+harrowing story, for instance, would long ago have been forgotten in
+Hampshire. But no one reasonably versed in Lakeland lore ever, I trust,
+crosses the threshold of the Old Fish Inn without taking off his hat, so
+to speak, to the memory of that ill-used maiden. Her trials, however,
+were after all comparative; well-looking barmaids suffer much worse
+things, and men lose their lives over them in various ways once or
+twice a year. But the sentiment attaching to the personality of this
+mountain beauty, whom, like Phyllis, all the shepherd swains adored, and
+yet further celebrated by such visitors as penetrated to this romantic
+spot, including the Lake poets, made a stir in the world when the
+villain was hung as high as Haman. The press rang with it, which meant
+more in those days than in these, and the "Beauty of Buttermere"
+appeared in various forms upon the stage of London theatres.
+
+The Old Fish Inn still stands a little way down the meadow from the
+village, as it stood over a century ago, when the yeoman father of Mary
+Robinson, the heroine, presided over it, and she herself ministered to
+the hunger and thirst of his varied guests. The gentlemen visitors no
+doubt turned her head a little, though Wordsworth, who had evidently
+taken a social glass there with Coleridge, reminds him how they had both
+been stricken with the modest mien of this artless daughter of the
+hills. But one may safely hazard the belief that Wordsworth was more
+artless in this kind of divination than the most rustic young woman who
+ever poured out a glass of beer. De Quincey, who also knew her, bears
+witness to the admiration the two poets had for her, and has a sly hit
+at their romantic assumption of her ingenuousness.
+
+ [Illustration: HEAD OF BUTTERMERE AND HONISTER CRAG]
+
+But if Mary broke rustic hearts and held her head a little high, she was
+at least a young woman of irreproachable character, and it was in 1805
+that the distinguished stranger who gave her such fortuitous immortality
+arrived in Keswick in a handsome turnout and took up his abode at its
+chief hotel, entering his name as the Honourable Augustus Hope, M.P., a
+brother by assumption, modestly admitted by the stranger himself, of
+Lord Hopetown. One must endeavour, if it costs a mental effort, to
+imagine the aloofness of this country and all such regions in the year
+of Trafalgar, when one finds a very poor imitation of a fine gentleman
+posing as the brother of a well-known peer, taking local society with a
+big S by storm, and the "county" within reach of Keswick tumbling over
+one another to do him honour. There was a sceptic here and there, to be
+sure. He overdid his affability, and Coleridge even hints that his
+grammar was shaky, which nowadays would possibly be a point in his
+favour. But as he franked his letters, and forgery then meant death, the
+unbelieving minority were temporarily silenced, and the Honourable
+Augustus continued to enjoy himself very much indeed. Perhaps so
+experienced a gentleman knew precisely when to stop, for in due course
+he betook himself to Buttermere and to the Fish Inn, ostensibly to catch
+char or trout, but the only record of his sport we have is the capture
+of the heart, or at any rate the hand--for he wooed her openly and
+honourably--of his landlord's daughter. What society in the vale of
+Keswick, a member of whom had even christened a recently arrived son and
+heir _Augustus Hope_, particularly matrons with marriageable daughters,
+thought of the escapade of the Honourable Augustus, history does not
+say. It has no occasion; we may be quite certain without being told. The
+happy day was fixed. It arrived, and the smallest church in England
+tinkled out the marriage peals with its single bell. The Hopetown family
+were not represented at the wedding for one excellent reason, and the
+aristocracy of the vale of Keswick for quite another one. The absence of
+the former was easily explained away to so artless a gathering as was
+here collected. That of the latter was only natural, and must have
+provided even a spice of triumph for the victorious Beauty of
+Buttermere. The honeymoon, of which London with the brotherly welcome of
+a noble family and the smiles of a Court was to be the culmination,
+extended very little farther than Keswick, when the minions of the law
+swooped down upon Augustus and tore him from Mary's arms on a charge of
+forgery, which proved the least of his many heinous crimes. In brief,
+the man's name was Hatfield, son of a Devonshire tradesman, and Mary
+was only the last of many victims, most of them her superiors in
+station, whom with marvellous skill and cunning this accomplished
+ruffian had deceived, abandoning them one after another in conditions of
+distress, and some of them with children. He was hung at Carlisle, and
+Mary returned to her father's inn and resumed her former position. She
+had no child and bore no reproach, among her simple neighbours the most
+fortunate, probably, but the most celebrated of the villain's many
+victims. She eventually married a farmer from Caldbeck, and her grave
+may be seen to-day, near by that one distinguished by the curiously
+sporting tombstone beneath which lies the dust of John Peel of immortal
+memory.
+
+Crummock is just twice the length of Buttermere, with about the same
+average width of half a mile. Like the other, it is pressed between the
+feet of steep mountains, and has the same charm at the open and upper
+end of silvery strand shelving from meadowy banks, with the same
+clusters of fir, alder, or gnarled oak grouped gracefully about the
+grassy shore. Here, too, on still summer days the same crystal water
+shows far out into the lake the clean, white, gravelly bottom on which
+it lies. There are two or three boats, moreover, available on Crummock,
+and it is out on the bosom of the lake that this whole beautiful vale,
+above and below it, is displayed perhaps to the best advantage. The now
+remoter heights of Honister and its companions fill the head. The steeps
+of High Stile and Red Pike dip to the gorge near by, whence issues the
+hoarse murmur of Scale Force making its sheer leap of a hundred and
+twenty feet, and spraying with perennial moisture the ferns, mosses, and
+feathery saplings that cling to its shaggy cliffs. Above the lower
+heights upon the eastern shores rise the higher fells of Whiteside and
+Grassmoor, the latter bearing the strange unhealed red scars where its
+whole front was shaved away a century and a half ago by a tremendous
+waterspout.
+
+A May morning out on Crummock, the fly rod laid aside in despair for the
+moment with its capricious little trout, though the compensations forbid
+so untoward a word; the boat drifting idly with gently gurgling keel
+upon the faint ripples stirred by the very softest of zephyrs; the
+distant murmur of the Cocker splashing toward the lake head; the faint
+dull roar of Scale Force, and, above all, the silent throng of
+overhanging mountains fairly pealing with the cuckoo's note, is a memory
+always to be treasured. Another such morning, too, comes back to me,
+when splashes of brilliant blue lay here and there upon the eastern
+shore of the lake, disclosing to a nearer view great beds of
+bluebells at the height of their glory. A moonlight night again, the
+sequel of the same or another such effulgent day, is before me as, idly
+trolling for the bigger trout, those prowlers of the night, one felt the
+awesome black shapes of the mountains piled up on every hand, while the
+slow, measured stroke of the oar struck molten silver as we crossed and
+recrossed the moon's shining path.
+
+ [Illustration: SCALE FORCE, CRUMMOCK WATER]
+
+Stern and wild enough under the shadow of night or beneath stormy skies,
+Crummock thrusts its gradually narrowing point deep into richer scenes
+of woody foot-hill, and radiant meadow, overlooked by the picturesquely
+perched old hostelry of Scale Hill, familiar to generations of Lakeland
+tourists. And here the Cocker leaps rejoicing and in fuller volume to
+sparkle down the long, lovely vale of Lorton towards its junction with
+the Derwent at Wordsworth's birthplace. A mile or so to the westward
+Loweswater lies bewitchingly in the lap of fells, but overhung upon one
+bank for its entire length by the opulent foliage of Holm Wood, and
+lacking the more rugged features which dominate the others, seems to lie
+somewhat aloof from them in quality as it does in fact.
+
+But one privilege of a sojourn in the valley is its easy access, over
+the single ridge that divides them, to the famous but secluded trough
+of Ennerdale, lying parallel to that of Buttermere. The prospect from
+Scarth Cap before descending into one of the wildest valleys in all
+Lakeland has a peculiar grimness, for the long array of precipitous
+steeps and crags that confront one above the twisting thread of the beck
+hurrying down to Ennerdale Lake turn their savage fronts so
+uncompromisingly to the north. The more radiant the summer morn, the
+brighter the summer day, the darker by contrast with the interludes of
+spring verdure that no north aspect can quench are the impenetrable
+shadows which mask all detail, and make fearsome precipices out of
+rugged but accessible steeps. For above them the Pillar Mountain almost
+touches 3000 feet, and the far-famed Pillar Rock springing from its
+outskirts, whose naked walls need no black shadows for their
+enhancement. But this is wandering from our immediate subject, and
+involving us in the group of big mountains that cluster round Scafell.
+Far down the valley the lake of Ennerdale, in size and shape resembling
+Crummock, glistens at the fringe of civilization. If local genii count
+for aught, that of this valley, though not nearly so familiar, should
+surely be "t'girt dog of Ennerdale".
+
+The first notice of his appearance was in May, 1816, when carcasses of
+three or four sheep killed and as many mangled were found in Lower
+Ennerdale. Such mishaps were common enough, but the usual sequel, the
+destruction of the dog within a few days, utterly failed here. Every
+device known was futile before this formidable vampire. For a long time
+no trace could be found of him, but in the increasing toll of victims
+that greeted the shepherd's eye in ever-changing and unexpected
+quarters. He never visited the same place twice within an ordinary space
+of time, and the scene of some of his raids were twenty miles apart. He
+worked entirely at night, laying low through the day in woods and
+ditches. His bi-weekly or tri-weekly toll increased with his rage for
+blood, and the hue and cry raised everywhere brought him into view
+occasionally in the early mornings. But while men with guns were lying
+for him in one place, he would be enjoying himself on some unsuspected
+hillside ten miles away. The toll of victims mounted into the hundreds;
+June and July passed away, and "t'girt dog" was still master of the
+situation, the growing grain crops giving him ampler refuge.
+
+Half the men in the country spent the night afield with guns, and were
+worn out with watching. Many idlers, tempted by the large reward
+offered, seized the chance to join the chase, and the statesmen's wives
+waxed weary of cooking meals for all and sundry by day and night. The
+children were afraid to tread their often lonely paths to school, and
+screamed in their sleep that "t'girt dog" was after them. The mountain
+foxhounds were brought up and laid on. But the girt dog with his
+greyhound blood ran away from them all, carrying the line on one
+occasion from Ennerdale to St. Bees on the coast, and on another to
+Cockermouth. The following, on this occasion, consisted of two hundred
+souls. It was a Sunday, and passing Ennerdale Church during service in
+full cry had added to the field the males of the congregation as one
+man, including the parson. The humours of some of these exhilarating
+hunts as told by a contemporary pen are delightful. Once, when
+surrounded by guns in a cornfield, the ingenious quarry singled out the
+least efficient sportsman, Will Rothbury, who, as the sanguinary beast
+broke cover and ran past him within easy shot, leaped up in the air
+instead of firing and cried out, "Skerse, what a dog!" The latter,
+shaken for a moment out of his presence of mind, bolted between the
+notoriously bandy legs of a deaf old man who was gathering faggots,
+unconscious of the excitement. Not till the middle of September did the
+girt dog succumb after a long chase. He was set up in Keswick Museum
+with a collar round his neck describing his exploits. Such, in brief,
+for much more might be told, is the story of "t'girt dog of Ennerdale".
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+ Transcriber's Note: Obvious punctuation errors corrected.
+ Italic text is denoted by _underscores_.
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+End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The English Lakes, by A. G. Bradley
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