\"YourhannerisanOrangeman，Isee。Well，yourhanner，theOrangeisnowinthekennel，andtheCroppieshaveitalltheirownway。\"
\"Andperhaps，\"saidI，\"beforeIdie，theOrangewillbeoutofthekennelandtheCroppiesin，evenastheywereinmyyoungdays。\"
\"Whoknows，yourhanner？andwhoknowsthatImaynotplaytheoldtuneroundWillie’simageinCollegeGreen，evenasIusedsometwenty—sevenyearsago？\"
\"OhthenyouhavebeenanOrangefiddler？\"
\"Ihave，yourhanner。AndnowasyourhannerhasbehavedlikeagentlemantomeIwilltellyeallmyhistory。IwasborninthecityofDublin，thatisinthevillageofDonnybrook，asItouldyourhannerbefore。ItwastothetradeofbricklayingIwasbred，andbricklayingIfollowedtillatlast，gettingmylegsmashed，notbyfallingofftheladder，butbyarowinthefair，Iwasobligedtogiveitup，forhowcouldIrunuptheladderwithapattenonmyfoot，whichtheyputontomakemybrokenlegaslongastheother。Wellyourhanner，beingobligedtogiveupmybricklaying，Itooktofiddling，towhichIhadalwaysanaturalinclination，andplayedaboutthestreets，andatfairs，andwakes，andweddings。AtlengthsomeOrangemengettingacquaintedwithme，andlikingmystyleofplaying，invitedmetotheirlodge，wheretheygavemetodrinkandtouldmethatifIwouldchangemyreligion，andjointhem，andplaytheirtunes，theywouldmakeitanswermypurpose。Well，yourhanner，withoutmuchsticklingI
gaveupmyPopery，joinedtheOrangelodge，learnedtheOrangetunes，andbecamearegularProtestantboy，andtrulytheOrangemenkepttheirword，andmadeitanswermypurpose。OhthemeatanddrinkIgot，andthemoneyImadebyplayingattheOrangelodgesandbeforetheprocessionswhentheOrangemenparadedthestreetswiththeirOrangecolours。Andoh，whatadayformewasthegloriousfirstofJulywhenwithmywholebodycoveredwithOrangeribbons，IfiddledCroppiesLieDown，BoyneWater，andtheProtestantBoysbeforetheprocessionwhichwalkedroundWillie’sfigureonhorsebackinCollegeGreen，themanandhorseallablazewithOrangecolours。Butnothinglastsunderthesun，asyourhannerknows；Orangeismbegantogodown；theGovernmentscowledatit，andatlastpassedalawpreventingtheProtestantboysdressingupthefigureonthefirstofJuly，andwalkingroundit。
Thatwasthedeath—blowoftheOrangeparty，yourhanner；theyneverrecoveredit，butbegantodespondanddwindle，andIwiththem；fortherewasscarcelyanydemandforOrangetunes。ThenDanO’Connellarosewithhisemancipationandrepalecries，andtheninsteadofOrangeprocessionsandwalkings，therewerePapistprocessionsandmobs，whichmademeafraidtostirout，lestknowingmeforanOrangefiddler，theyshouldbreakmyhead，astheboysbrokemylegatDonnybrookfair。AtlengthsomeoftherepalersandemancipatorsknowingthatIwasafirst—ratehandatfiddlingcametomeandtouldme，thatifIwouldgiveoverplayingCroppiesLieDownandotherOrangetunes，andwouldplayCroppiesGetUp，andwhatnot，andbecomeaCatholicandarepaler，andanemancipator，theywouldmakeamanofme—soasmyOrangetradewasgone，andIwashalf—starved，Iconsinted，nothowevertilltheyhadintroducedmetoDanielO’Connell，whocalledmeacridittomycountry，andtheIrishHorpheus，andpromisedmeasovereignifIwouldconsinttojointhecause，ashecalledit。Well，yourhanner，IjoinedwiththecauseandbecameaPapist，ImaneaCatholiconcemore，andwentattheheadofprocessionscoveredalloverwithgreenribbons，playingCroppiesGetUp，GrannyWhale，andthelike。But，yourhanner，thoughIwentthewholehogwiththerepalersandemancipators，theydidnotmaketheirwordsgoodbymakingamanofme。Scantandsparingweretheyinthemateanddrink，andyetmoresparinginthemoney，andDanielO’Connellnevergavemethesovereignwhichhepromisedme。No，yourhanner，thoughIplayedCroppiesGetUp，tillmyfingersached，asI
stumpedbeforehimandhismobsandprocessions，henevergavemethesovereign：unlikeyourhannerwhogavemetheshillingyepromisedmeforplayingCroppiesLieDown，DanielO’ConnellnevergavemethesovereignhepromisedmeforplayingCroppiesGetUp。
Och，yourhanner，IoftenwishedtheouldOrangedayswerebackagain。HoweverasIcoulddonobetterIcontinuedgoingthewholehogwiththeemancipatorsandrepalersandDanO’Connell；Iwentthewholeanimalwiththemtilltheyhadgotemancipation；andI
wentthewholeanimalwiththemtilltheyhadnearlygotrepale—
whenallofasuddentheyletthewholethingdrop—DanandhispartyhavingfrightedtheGovernmentoutofitssevensenses，andgottenalltheycouldget，inmoneyandplaces，whichwasalltheywanted，letthewholehullabaloodrop，andofcoursemyself，whoformedpartofit。IwenttothosewhohadpersuadedmetogiveupmyOrangetunes，andtoplayPapistones，beggingthemtogivemework；buttheytouldmeverycivillythattheyhadnofurtheroccasionformyservices。IwenttoDanielO’Connellremindinghimofthesovereignhehadpromisedme，andofferingifhegaveitmetoplayCroppiesGetUpunderthenoseofthelord—lieutenanthimself；buthetouldmethathehadnottimetoattendtome，andwhenIpersisted，bademegototheDivilandshakemyself。Well，yourhanner，seeingnoprospectformyselfinmyowncountry，andhavingincurredsomelittledebts，forwhichIfearedtobearrested，IcameovertoEnglandandWales，wherewithlittlecontentandsatisfactionIhavepassedsevenyears。\"
\"Well，\"saidI；\"thankyouforyourhistory—farewell。\"
\"Stap，yourhanner；doesyourhannerthinkthattheOrangewilleverbeoutofthekennel，andthattheOrangeboyswilleverwalkroundthebrassmanandhorseinCollegeGreenastheydidofould？\"
\"Whoknows？\"saidI。\"Butsupposeallthatweretohappen，whatwoulditsignifytoyou？\"
\"WhythendivilbeinmypattenifIwouldnotgobacktoDonnybrookandDublin，hoisttheOrangecockade，andbecomeasgoodanOrangeboyasever。\"
\"What，\"saidI，\"andgiveupPoperyforthesecondtime？\"
\"Iwould，yourhanner；andwhynot？forinspiteofwhatIhaveheardFatherTobansay，IambynomeanscertainthatallProtestantswillbedamned。\"
\"Farewell，\"saidI。
\"Farewell，yourhanner，andlonglifeandprosperitytoyou！GodblessyourhannerandyourOrangeface。Ah，theOrangeboysaretheboysforkeepingfaith。TheyneverservedmeasDanO’Connellandhisdirtygangofrepalersandemancipatorsdid。Farewell，yourhanner，oncemore；andhere’sanotherscratchoftheilliganttuneyourhannerissofondof，tocheerupyourhanner’searsuponyourway。\"
AndlongafterIhadlefthimIcouldhearhimplayingonhisfiddleinfirst—ratestylethebeautifultuneof\"Down，down，CroppiesLieDown。\"
CHAPTERXXVI
CeiniogMawr—PentreVoelas—TheOldConway—StupendousPass—
TheGwedirFamily—CapelCurig—TheTwoChildren—Bread—
WonderfulEcho—TremendousWalker。
IWALKEDonbrisklyoveraflatuninterestingcountry，andinaboutanhour’stimecameinfrontofalargestonehouse。Itstoodneartheroad，ontheleft—handside，withapondandpleasanttreesbeforeit，andanumberofcorn—stacksbehind。Ithadsomethingtheappearanceofaninn，butdisplayednosign。AsIwasstandinglookingatit，amanwiththelookofalabourer，andwithadogbyhisside，cameoutofthehouseandadvancedtowardsme。
\"Whatisthenameofthisplace？\"saidItohiminEnglishashedrewnigh。
\"Sir，\"saidtheman，\"thenameofthehouseisCeiniogMawr。\"
\"Isitaninn？\"saidI。
\"Notnow，sir；butsomeyearsagoitwasaninn，andaverylargeone，atwhichcoachesusedtostop；atpresentitisoccupiedbyanamaethwr—thatisafarmer，sir。\"
\"CeiniogMawrmeansagreatpenny，\"saidI，\"whyisitcalledbythatname？\"
\"Ihaveheard，sir，thatbeforeitwasaninnitwasaveryconsiderableplace，namelyaroyalmint，atwhichpenniesweremade，andonthataccountitwascalledCeiniogMawr。\"
IwassubsequentlytoldthatthenameofthisplacewasCerniogeMawr。Ifsuchbetherealnamethelegendaboutthemintfallstotheground，Cerniogehavingnothingtodowithpence。CerninWelshmeansajaw。PerhapsthetruenameofthehouseisCorniawg，whichinterpretedisaplacewithplentyofturretsorchimneys。A
mileortwofurtherthegroundbegantorise，andIcametoasmallvillageattheentranceofwhichwasawater—wheel—nearthevillagewasagentleman’sseatalmostsurroundedbygroves。AfterIhadpassedthroughthevillage，seeingawomanseatedbytheroadsideknitting，IaskedherinEnglishitsname。FindingshehadnoSaesnegIrepeatedthequestioninWelsh，whereuponshetoldmethatitwascalledPentreVoelas。
\"Andwhomdoesthe’Plas’belongtoyonderamongstthegroves？\"
saidI。
\"ItbelongstoMrWynn，sir，andsodoesthevillageandagreatdealofthelandabouthere。AverygoodgentlemanisMrWynn，sir；heisverykindtohistenantsandaverygoodladyisMrsWynn，sir；inthewintershegivesmuchsouptothepoor。\"
AfterleavingthevillageofPentreVoelasIsoonfoundmyselfinawildhillyregion。Icrossedabridgeoverariver，which，brawlingandtumblingamidstrocks，shapeditscoursetothenorth—
east。AsIproceeded，thecountrybecamemoreandmorewild；thereweredinglesandhollowsinabundance，andfantastic—lookinghills，someofwhichwerebare，andotherscladwithtreesofvariouskinds。Cametoalittlewellinacavity，duginahighbankontheleft—handsideoftheroad，andfencedbyrudestoneworkoneitherside；thewellwasaboutteninchesindiameter，andasmanydeep。Wateroozingfromthebankuponaslantingtilefastenedintotheearthfellintoit。Afterdamminguptheendofthetilewithmyhand，anddrinkingsomedeliciouswater，Ipassedonandpresentlyarrivedatacottage，justinsidethedoorofwhichsatagood—lookingmiddle—agedwomanengagedinknitting，thegeneraloccupationofWelshfemales。
\"Good—day，\"saidItoherinWelsh。\"Fineweather。\"
\"Intruth，sir，itisfineweatherfortheharvest。\"
\"Areyoualoneinthehouse？\"
\"Iam，sir，myhusbandhasgonetohislabour。\"
\"Haveyouanychildren？\"
\"Two，sir；buttheyareoutatservice。\"
\"Whatisthenameofthisplace？\"
\"PantPaddock，sir。\"
\"Doyougetyourwaterfromthelittlewellyonder？\"
\"Wedo，sir，andgoodwateritis。\"
\"Ihavedrunkofit。\"
\"Muchgoodmaywhatyouhavedrunkdoyou，sir！\"
\"Whatisthenameoftherivernearhere？\"
\"ItiscalledtheConway，sir。\"
\"Dearme；isthatrivertheConway？\"
\"Youhaveheardofit，sir？\"
\"Heardofit！itisoneofthefamousriversoftheworld。Thepoetsareveryfondofit—oneofthegreatpoetsofmycountrycallsittheoldConway。\"
\"Isoneriverolderthananother，sir？\"
\"That’sashrewdquestion。Canyouread？\"
\"Ican，sir。\"
\"Haveyouanybooks？\"
\"IhavetheBible，sir。\"
\"Willyoushowitme？\"
\"Willingly，sir。\"
Thengettingupshetookabookfromashelfandhandedittome，atthesametimebeggingmetoenterthehouseandsitdown。I
declined，andsheagaintookherseatandresumedheroccupation。
Onopeningthebookthefirstwordswhichmetmyeyewere：\"Gadimifynedtrwydydir！—Letmegothroughyourcountry\"（Numb。XX。
22）。
\"Imaysaythesewords，\"saidI，pointingtothepassage。\"Letmegothroughyourcountry。\"
\"Noonewillhinderyou，sir，foryouseemacivilgentleman。\"
\"Noonehashinderedmehitherto。WhereverIhavebeeninWalesI
haveexperiencednothingbutkindnessandhospitality，andwhenI
returntomyowncountryIwillsayso。\"
\"Whatcountryisyours，sir？\"
\"England。Didyounotknowthatbymytongue？\"
\"Ididnot，sir。Iknewbyyourtonguethatyouwerenotfromourparts—butIdidnotknowthatyouwereanEnglishman。ItookyouforaCumroofthesouthcountry。\"
Returningthekindwomanherbook，andbiddingherfarewellI
departed，andproceededsomemilesthroughatrulymagnificentcountryofwood，rock，andmountain。AtlengthIcametoasteepmountaingorge，downwhichtheroadrannearlyduenorth，theConwaytotheleftrunningwithgreatnoiseparallelwiththeroad，amongstbrokenrocks，whichchafeditintofoam。Iwasnowamidststupendoushills，whosepaps，peaks，andpinnaclesseemedtorisetotheveryheaven。Animmensemountainontherightsideoftheroadparticularlystruckmyattention，andoninquiringofamanbreakingstonesbytheroadsideIlearnedthatitwascalledDinasMawr，orthelargecitadel，perhapsfromaforthavingbeenbuiltuponittodefendthepassintheoldBritishtimes。ComingtothebottomofthepassIcrossedoverbyanancientbridge，and，passingthroughasmalltown，foundmyselfinabeautifulvalleywithmajestichillsoneitherside。ThiswastheDyffrynConway，thecelebratedValeofConway，towhichinthesummertimefashionablegentryfromallpartsofBritainresortforshadeandrelaxation。WhenaboutmidwaydownthevalleyIturnedtothewest，uponeofthegrandestpassesintheworld，havingtwoimmensedoor—postsofrockattheentrance。thenorthernoneprobablyrisingtothealtitudeofninehundredfeet。Onthesouthernsideofthispassneartheentrancewereneatdwellingsfortheaccommodationofvisitorswithcoolapartmentsonthegroundfloor，withlargewindows，lookingtowardstheprecipitoussideofthemightynorthernhill；withinthemIobservedtables，andbooks，andyoungmen，probablyEnglishcollegians，seatedatstudy。
AfterIhadproceededsomewayupthepass，downwhichasmallriverran，awomanwhowasstandingontheright—handsideoftheway，seeminglyonthelook—out，beggedmeinbrokenEnglishtostepasideandlookatthefall。
\"Youmeanawaterfall，Isuppose？\"saidI。
\"Yes，sir。\"
\"Andhowdoyoucallit？\"saidI。
\"TheFalloftheSwallow，sir。\"
\"AndinWelsh？\"saidI。
\"RhaiadryWennol，sir。\"
\"Andwhatisthenameoftheriver？\"saidI。
\"WecalltherivertheLygwy，sir。\"
ItoldthewomanIwouldgo，whereuponsheconductedmethroughagateontheright—handsideanddownapathoverhungwithtreestoarockprojectingintotheriver。TheFalloftheSwallowisnotamajesticsinglefall，butasuccessionofsmallones。Firstthereareanumberoflittlefoamingtorrents，burstingthroughrocksabouttwentyyardsabovethepromontoryonwhichIstood。Thencometwobeautifulrollsofwhitewater，dashingintoapoolalittlewayabovethepromontory；thenthereisaswirlofwaterrounditscornerintoapoolbelowonitsright，blackasdeath，andseeminglyofgreatdepth；thenarushthroughaverynarrowoutletintoanotherpool，fromwhichthewaterclamoursawaydowntheglen。SuchistheRhaiadryWennol，orSwallowFall；calledsofromtherapiditywithwhichthewatersrushandskipalong。
Onaskingthewomanonwhosepropertythefallwas，sheinformedmethatitwasonthepropertyoftheGwedirfamily。ThenameofGwedirbroughttomymindthe\"HistoryoftheGwedirFamily，\"arareandcuriousbookwhichIhadreadinmyboyhood，andwhichwaswrittenbytherepresentativeofthatfamily，acertainSirJohnWynne，aboutthebeginningoftheseventeenthcentury。Itgivesanaccountofthefortunesofthefamily，fromitsearliestrise；butmoreparticularlyafterithademigrated，inordertoavoidbadneighbours，fromafairandfertiledistrictintoruggedSnowdonia，whereitfoundanythingbutthereposeitcameinquestof。ThebookwhichiswritteninboldgraphicEnglish，flingsconsiderablelightonthestateofsocietyinWales，inthetimeoftheTudors，atrulydeplorablestate，asthebookisfullofaccountsoffeuds，pettybutdesperateskirmishes，andrevengefulmurders。Tomanyofthedomesticsagas，orhistoriesofancientIcelandicfamilies，fromthecharacteroftheeventswhichitdescribesandalsofromthemannerinwhichitdescribesthem，the\"HistoryoftheGwedirFamily，\"bySirJohnWynne，bearsastrikingresemblance。
AftergivingthewomansixpenceIleftthefall，andproceededonmyway。Ipresentlycrossedabridgeunderwhichrantheriverofthefall，andwassooninawidevalleyoneachsideofwhichwereloftyhillsdottedwithwood，andatthetopofwhichstoodamightymountain，bareandprecipitous，withtwopapslikethoseofPindusoppositeJanina，butsomewhatsharper。Itwasaregionoffairybeautyandofwildgrandeur。Meetinganoldbleared—eyedfarmerIinquiredthenameofthemountainandlearnedthatitwascalledMoelSiabodorShabod。Shortlyafterleavinghim，Iturnedfromtheroadtoinspectamonticlewhichappearedtometohavesomethingoftheappearanceofaburialheap。Itstoodinagreenmeadowbytheriverwhichrandownthevalleyontheleft。Whetheritwasagravehilloranaturalmonticle，Iwillnotsay；butstandinginthefairmeadow，therivuletmurmuringbesideit，andtheoldmountainlookingdownuponit，Ithoughtitlookedaverymeetresting—placeforanoldCelticking。
TurningroundthenorthernsideofthemightySiabodIsoonreachedthevillageofCapelCurig，standinginavalleybetweentwohills，theeasternmostofwhichistheaforesaidMoelSiabod。HavingwalkednowtwentymilesinabroilingdayIthoughtithightimetotakesomerefreshment，andinquiredthewaytotheinn。Theinn，orratherthehotel，foritwasaverymagnificentedifice，stoodattheentranceofapassleadingtoSnowdon，onthesouthernsideofthevalley，inatotallydifferentdirectionfromtheroadleadingtoBangor，towhichplaceIwasbound。ThereIdinedinagrandsaloonamidstagreatdealoffashionablecompany，who，probablyconceivingfrommyheatedanddustyappearancethatIwassomepoorfellowtravellingonfootfrommotivesofeconomy，surveyedmewithlooksofthemostsuperciliousdisdain，which，however，neitherdeprivedmeofmyappetitenoroperateduncomfortablyonmyfeelings。
Mydinnerfinished，Ipaidmybill，andhavingsaunteredalittleaboutthehotelgarden，whichissituatedontheborderofasmalllakeandfromwhich，throughthevistaofthepass，Snowdonmaybeseentoweringinmajestyatthedistanceofaboutsixmiles，I
startedforBangor，whichisfourteenmilesfromCapelCurig。
TheroadtoBangorfromCapelCurigisalmostduewest。Anhour’swalkingbroughtmetoableakmoor，extendingforalongwayamidstwildsterilehills。
Thefirstofachainontheleft，wasahugelumpyhillwithaprecipicetowardstheroadprobablythreehundredfeethigh。WhenIhadcomenearlyparallelwiththecommencementofthisprecipice，Isawontheleft—handsideoftheroadtwochildrenlookingoveralowwallbehindwhichatalittledistancestoodawretchedhovel。
OncomingupIstoppedandlookedatthem；theywereaboyandgirl；thefirstabouttwelve，thelatterayearortwoyounger；
bothwretchedlydressedandlookingverysickly。
\"HaveyouanyEnglish？\"saidI，addressingtheboyinWelsh。
\"Dimgair，\"saidtheboy；\"notaword；thereisnoSaesnegnearhere。\"
\"Whatisthenameofthisplace？\"
\"ThenameofourhouseisHelyg。\"
\"Andwhatisthenameofthathill？\"saidI，pointingtothehilloftheprecipice。
\"AlltyGog—thehighplaceofthecuckoo。\"
\"Haveyouafatherandmother？\"
\"Wehave。\"
\"Aretheyinthehouse？\"
\"TheyaregonetoCapelCurig。\"
\"Andtheyleftyoualone？\"
\"Theydid。Withthecatandthetrin—wire。\"
\"Doyourfatherandmothermakewire—work？\"
\"Theydo。Theylivebymakingit。\"
\"Whatisthewire—workfor？\"
\"Itisforhedgestofencethefieldswith。\"
\"Doyouhelpyourfatherandmother？\"
\"Wedo；asfaraswecan。\"
\"Youbothlookunwell。\"
\"Wehavelatelyhadthecryd\"（ague）。
\"Istheremuchcrydabouthere？\"
\"Plenty。\"
\"Doyoulivewell？\"
\"Whenwehavebreadwelivewell。\"
\"IfIgiveyouapennywillyoubringmesomewater？\"
\"Wewill，whetheryougiveusapennyornot。Come，sister，letusgoandfetchthegentlemanwater。\"
Theyranintothehouseandpresentlyreturned，thegirlbearingapanofwater。AfterIhaddrunkIgaveeachofthechildrenapenny，andreceivedinreturnfromeachadiolchorthanks。
\"Caneitherofyouread？\"
\"Neitheronenortheother。\"
\"Canyourfatherandmotherread？\"
\"Myfathercannot，mymothercanalittle。\"
\"Aretherebooksinthehouse？\"
\"Therearenot。\"
\"NoBible？\"
\"Thereisnobookatall。\"
\"Doyougotochurch？\"
\"Wedonot。\"
\"Tochapel？\"
\"Infineweather。\"
\"Areyouhappy？\"
\"Whenthereisbreadinthehouseandnocrydweareallhappy。\"
\"Farewelltoyou，children。\"
\"Farewelltoyou，gentleman！\"exclaimedboth。
\"Ihavelearntsomething，\"saidI，\"ofWelshcottagelifeandfeelingfromthatpoorsicklychild。\"
Ihadpassedthefirstandsecondofthehillswhichstoodontheleft，andahugelongmountainontherightwhichconfrontedboth，whenayoungmancamedownfromagullyonmylefthand，andproceededinthesamedirectionasmyself。Hewasdressedinabluecoatandcorduroytrowsers，andappearedtobeofaconditionalittleabovethatofalabourer。HeshookhisheadandscowledwhenIspoketohiminEnglish，butsmiledonmyspeakingWelsh，andsaid：\"Ah，youspeakCumraeg：IthoughtnoSaiscouldspeakCumraeg。\"Iaskedhimifhewasgoingfar。
\"Aboutfourmiles，\"hereplied。
\"OntheBangorroad？\"
\"Yes，\"saidhe；\"downtheBangorroad。\"
Ilearnedthathewasacarpenter，andthathehadbeenupthegullytoseeanacquaintance—perhapsasweetheart。WepassedalakeonourrightwhichhetoldmewascalledLlynOgwen，andthatitaboundedwithfish。Hewasveryamusing，andexpressedgreatdelightathavingfoundanEnglishmanwhocouldspeakWelsh；\"itwillbeathingtotalkof，\"saidhe，\"fortherestofmylife。\"
Heenteredtwoorthreecottagesbythesideoftheroad，andeachtimehecameoutIheardhimsay：\"IamwithaSaiswhocanspeakCumraeg。\"Atlengthwecametoagloomy—lookingvalleytrendingduenorth；downthisvalleytheroadran，havinganenormouswallofrocksonitsrightandaprecipitoushollowontheleft，beyondwhichwasawallequallyhighastheotherone。Whenwehadproceededsomewaydowntheroadmyguidesaid。\"Youshallnowhearawonderfulecho，\"andshouting\"taw，taw，\"therocksrepliedinamannersomethinglikethebayingofhounds。\"Harktothedogs！\"exclaimedmycompanion。\"ThispassiscalledNantyrieuancgwn，thepassoftheyoungdogs，becausewhenoneshoutsitanswerswithanoiseresemblingthecryingofhounds。\"
Thesunwassettingwhenwecametoasmallvillageatthebottomofthepass。Iaskedmycompanionitsname。\"Tyynymaes，\"hereplied，addingashestoppedbeforeasmallcottagethathewasgoingnofarther，ashedweltthere。
\"Isthereapublic—househere？\"saidI。
\"Thereis，\"hereplied，\"youwillfindonealittlefartherupontherighthand。\"
\"Come，andtakesomeale，\"saidI。
\"No，\"saidhe。