each of the lakes of Rydal and Grasmere, with sprinklings of wood, enrich and diversify the picture. From Low Furness the grounds gradually rise in many undulations to the sublime mountain, Bowfell, and from Bowfell, in swelling mountains lines, to Scandale Fell.

From this place, by an old wall in ruins, the way lies by a little knoll, from which is seen nearly the whole shores of the lake; it then strikes north east, about one hundred and fifty yards, to some projecting stones in a high fence, over which is a passage to another knoll, where the view, down Windermere, is superior to the last, but there is less seen about its head.

The next ascent, (about two hundred yards), is to Wansfell Pike; part of the way is steep, and a circuitous course on the right is advisable for those who delight not in the fatigue of climbing.

Now having arrived at this grand elevation, it will be expected that we should give some account of the countries seen from it.

On the north east of Wansfell Pike, may be observed the pass on Kirkstone, and nearer the eye, but almost in the same direction, the High Grove, sometimes called Starvation Hall, a background to which is supplied by Colddale Fell; next High Street, with Rainsbarrow and Hill Bell, and the miserable sameness of the grounds between Kentmere and Troutbeck.

Over this uninteresting range, appear lines of equally uninteresting mountains, which carry the eye to the neighbourhoods of Staveley and Applethwaite Common, with the poverty stricken hundreds of Troutbeck, spreading variously towards them. Ingleborough, in his garb of blue, holds up his head amongst the distant horizontal mountains, between which and Applethwaite are many distinct, but not strikingly featured distances. With the inclosures of Applethwaite, we mark a rapid change in the face of nature. Art without design has given a profuse and endless diversity in the shapes of the woods and fields in their progress to the lake, which, on a noble expanse of water, with its romantically winding shores, is seen all the way from the Low Wood Inn to its foot. This, at all times, is a scene of singular beauty, and especially so at the present moment, for the surface of the chrystal mirror is in part so resplendently illuminated, as to be almost too powerful for the sight, and the flitting clouds, in various degrees of volume, display on the land, all the most brilliant to the deepest tones. Over this exquisite union of land and water, amidst their azure neighbours, is seen the far distant town of Lancaster, with Clougha Pike, five miles beyond it; and in clouded obscurity, Milnthrope, Lancaster, and Levens Sands. On the very horizon a lengthened stripe of sun light closes the enchanting A small portion of the head of the lake, at Pull Wyke, with Blelham Tarn and Hawkshead, are comprehended in this view, and in extreme distance, the coast of Low Furness,

scene.

even as far as Peel Castle, the swelling grounds about Ulverston, and all the tasteless tops of hills to the better formed Black Comb, in Cumberland, and Walna Scar, in Seathwaite.

At Skelgill, the sun shone generally and profusely, but now his playful beams serve only to illuminate the country on the south, for on looking over the wall passing by the Pike from east to west, not one cheerful ray is seen in animation of the extensive chaos stretching from the Pike over the vale of Ambleside to the majestic mountains of Langdale, Borrowdale, Eskdale, and Wastdale.

Beyond the head of Windermere, is seen the vale of Little Langdale, and more remote, Walna Scar before mentioned, the Coniston Old Man, the Carrs, Wedderlamb and the Langdale Carrs. At his feet, the wanderer beholds the village of Ambleside, and the cheerful valley spreading from Ambleside to Loughrigg Fell, over which is seen Lingmire, and still more remote, Wrynose, Miller's Stand, Blakerigg, and Bow Fell, and immediately, in the rear of the village, the Langdale Pikes. Rydal and Grasmere Waters display themselves in great beauty, and the gloomy solemnity of these vast and romantic wilds is relieved by the shining surfaces of those little lakes, and the silvery stripings of the Rothay and the Brathay, flowing through the fertile vales of Little Langlale to their union at the place, called Landing, and circuit thence to the lake.

At the ends of Grasmere, appear Tail End, and Allan Bank, and on the north of the Langdale Pikes, a part of Scafell, and beyond Easedale Wytheburn Head. From Ambleside it is a richly wooded bottom all the way to Rydal Hall, beyond which swell the Rydal mountains. The road to Patterdale is seen under Scandale Fell to the pass on Kirkstone, likewise Stock Gill and the farm-houses called the Groves, with Colddale Fell, and beneath it, the Higher Grove beforementioned.

One way from the Pike, is to pass on the eastern side of a wall to a lane leading to some houses in Ambleside, called Busk; but the descent by this wall to the Busk Lane is very steep, and after heavy rains, too wet to be passed. A northward course is to be preferred, gaining the Water Fall Lane to the Groves, two or three hundred yards south of the Lower Grove. This way the guides will point out to the stranger, who, however discerning, will not, at one solitary ramble, be able to find the best scenes, and the most eligible approach to the Pike, or the pleasantest path to retire.

On the descent from the Groves, there are on each side of the road, many charming views of Ambleside, particularly in the field adjoining the water fall, and those between that and the Busk Lane. The fine vale with the Pikes of Langdale, in one direction, and the fells of Coniston in another, aided by the thick and widely spreading woods near at hand, offer many specimens of the picturesque, and afford

opportunities for the composition of elegant pictures. This excursion comprehends, perhaps, about four miles and a half.

The Rydal Water Falls.

The Rydal Water Falls are shewn by the tenantry of the family of Fleming, one of whom will join the visitor as he proceeds up the hill to the Hall, near which is the lower fall.

Rydal Hall is about two hundred yards east of the road from Ambleside to Keswick, and having passed the first mile stone, the next deviation on the right hand leads to it: it lies at the foot of a steep declivity between two rivers, the Rothay and that collected from the vast amphitheatre of mountains amongst which Fair field stands pre-eminent. Excellent foot paths have been made to these pretty water falls, and the accommodation is highly creditable to the Rydal family.

The guide conducts the stranger in front of the house to the lower water fall under a sunk fence, by a path. On leaving the fence, the path enters a thick, dismal, but well imagined of firs, at the end of which, on the opengrove ing of the door of a summer-house, is presented a scene of singular beauty.

This house is an excellent protection to the spectator against sun, rain, and cold, while he