mixture of sublimity and beauty, a circular and level bottom of rich inclosures, pleasantly scattered over with trees, and apparently surrounded by high mountains: Bow fell and Langdale pikes are the principal. From the gate the road descends steeply to Wall End, the highest house on the western side of the valley, which descent is one of the most amusing spectacles that can be offered to the eye of taste.

Every scene hitherto presented has been in proof of the statement, that the beauties of this singular excursion are faced by commencing with Little Langdale, and it is not only by facing, but by an instantaneous presentation of, the two last scenes, that the spectator is at once equally surprised and gratified. Of Blea tarn there are only slight indications till the party arrives at the gate; and still less of the fairyland at his feet till he reaches the second gate; and the pleasure of this last scene would be lost by climbing from the valley, rather than by passing to it down the steep, by which, at every step, he sees all the delightful changes to be produced by such a rare assemblage of materials. Near the bottom of the hill is

No. Fourteen.'

Langdale Head from Wall End.

This is a view of the pikes, and taken out of the bed of the little stream passing Wall End.

The features of this scene in nature are peculiarly grand and interesting.

The highest house in Langdale, distinguished particularly by the name of Langdale Head, lies at the foot of a huge projecting part of Bow fell, between which and the base of the pikes the road passes to the Stake, a high pass on the way from Langdale to Borrowdale. All the scenery of this vast and rocky wild is great and sublime, and will enrich in no small degree the port-folios of such artists as will bestow upon it an adequate degree of attention.

No. 54 of the large etchings is taken about a mile from each of the farm houses called Wall End and Langdale Head. This is a splendid range: Gimmer crag is a grand surface of rock, rising to an apex between the pikes. Nos. 50, 51, 52, and 53 are likewise scenes in Great Langdale, and part of the series of large etchings.

Wall End is scarcely nine miles from Ambleside through Little Langdale and by Blea tarn : and about eight miles through Great Langdale, either by Loughrigg tarn, or the western sides of Rydal and Grasmere waters; making the whole length of line seventeen miles.

The road passes from Wall End to Mill beck, through the sweet enclosures viewed from the descent just mentioned, and at every step and in every direction, excepting down the valley, there is a dignified back-ground.

Stickle Tarn.

Mill beck is the name given to a few farm houses lying on the left, two or three hundred yards from the road; and should the traveller wish to ascend to the top of Harrison's Stickle, or to Stickle tarn, he ought to commence his labours at Mill beck. The Ambleside guide, or a person from Mill beck, will perhaps take him by Dungeon gill, and from the top of the dungeon to the tarn, or to the top of the pike; but some parts of this ascent are so steep, as to be painfully unpleasant to persons not accustomed to such scrambling. The tarn is a pretty circular piece of water, having soft turf on threefourths of its margin; from the other fourth rises Pavey ark, which is perhaps the most magnificent range of rocks in Westmorland, and a good point to view them from is the outlet of the lake, which, beautifully clear, will serve to dilute the traveller's cogniac, his rum, or aged wine, and this he will find a most grateful potation after his laborious ascent. Leaving the tarn on the edge of the hill, a peat or turf road presents itself, which descends to Mill beck: the eye of the spectator, whether directed up or down the valley, is cheered all the way with views of fields, richly bedecked with woods, and encircled by high mountains.

As the peat road is an easier ascent from Mill beck to the tarn than by Dungeon gill, some will prefer it both for ascent and descent.

The stream issuing from the tarn tumbles down many a rocky steep in its progress to Mill beck, and it is in wet weather a sparkling and exhilarating feature.

Dungeon Gill.

Dungeon gill, which is north of that proceed ing from the tarn, passes through a deep cleft of the mountain, and the walls of the cleft impending, may perhaps affright the fair one, who venturing to glance her beauteous eyes upwards, will retreat with anxious trepidation, fearing the stone which spans the yawning chasm may tumble and destroy her, Gentle lady, fear it not, it will not harm, either by falling on or with you; for, should your head be equal to the task, the stone will support your steps from side to side.

On the 9th of June, 1815, the writer had the pleasure to be one of a party in this delightful round; a round which, though he has often taken, is always new in recreations. The party consisted of sixteen persons. The conveyances were three carts, with horses for each of the single gentlemen,

Excepting six, all the rest were resident in Ambleside, and those six some little acquainted with this sort of country; but all enjoyed the journey, for all were mirthful and happy. Blea tarn was admired: and all who had not seen it, expressed their delight on the descent into Great Langdale.

Between Wall End and Mill Beck the cloth was laid on the green grass, for that was the table; the cold collation was next produced from the carts, and the writer, though he has been one of many, has witnessed few more cheerful gypsyings. The repast being ended, all advanced to the farm-house called Mill Beck, intending, forthwith, to proceed to Dungeon Gill. Those preferring milk to grog, or porter, or what ever the carted bottles contained, were plentifully supplied with it at the house. A conversation now took place, some were wishful to mount the Pike, others to go to the Tarn only, and some were satisfied with the idea of seeing Dungeon Gill; but the majority being for the ascent, at least to the Tarn; all left the house excepting the writer and one of the gentlemen, who, not being in the habit of climbing hills, was persuaded to stay a little, being assured, that though amongst the last to leave the resting place, yet he would not be the last at the goal. "Green,' says his friend, on seeing the fag end of the first party a considerable way in advance, "shall we let a parcel of women reach the lake before us;" but Green was no way anxious for early exertion, and his companion left him at full speed. Green having got, and at a moderate pace, half way to the Tarn, overtook a female, then another, and a third, all wishing to rest a little; next his friend stretched at full length upon a stone. At last, Green reached the Tarn just as the prostrate gentleman's brother had arrived there with two of the ladies.

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