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  brother; or some other relation to slay the slayer; or to force him
  to pay 〃bod;〃 that is; amends in money; to be determined by the
  position of the man who was slain。  Provided the man who was slain
  had relations; his death was generally avenged; as it was
  considered the height of infamy in Iceland to permit one's
  relations to be murdered; without slaying their murderers; or
  obtaining bod from them。  The right; however; permitted to
  relations of taking with their own hands the lives of those who had
  slain their friends; produced incalculable mischiefs; for if the
  original slayer had friends; they; in the event of his being slain
  in retaliation for what he had done; made it a point of honour to
  avenge his death; so that by the lex talionis feuds were
  perpetuated。  Nial was a great benefactor to his countrymen; by
  arranging matters between people; at variance in which he was much
  helped by his knowledge of the law; and by giving wholesome advice
  to people in precarious situations; in which he was frequently
  helped by the power which he possessed of the second sight。  On
  several occasions he settled the disputes in which his friend
  Gunnar was involved; a noble; generous character; and the champion
  of Iceland; but who had a host of foes; envious of his renown; and
  it was not his fault if Gunnar was eventually slain; for if the
  advice which he gave had been followed; the champion would have
  died an old man; and if his own sons had followed his advice; and
  not been over fond of taking vengeance on people who had wronged
  them; they would have escaped a horrible death; in which he himself
  was involved; as he had always foreseen he should be。
  〃Dost thou know by what death thou thyself wilt die?〃 said Gunnar
  to Nial; after the latter had been warning him that if he followed
  a certain course he would die by a violent death。
  〃I do;〃 said Nial。
  〃What is it?〃 said Gunnar。
  〃What people would think the least probable;〃 replied Nial。
  He meant that he should die by fire。  The kind generous Nial; who
  tried to get everybody out of difficulty; perished by fire。  His
  sons by their violent conduct had incensed numerous people against
  them。  The house in which they lived with their father was beset at
  night by an armed party; who; unable to break into it owing to the
  desperate resistance which they met with from the sons of Nial;
  Skarphethin; Helgi; and Grimmr and a comrade of theirs called Kari;
  (4) set it in a blaze; in which perished Nial; the lawyer and man
  of the second sight; his wife Bergthora; and two of their sons; the
  third; Helgi; having been previously slain; and Kari; who was
  destined to be the avenger of the ill…fated family; having made his
  escape; after performing deeds of heroism which for centuries after
  were the themes of song and tale in the ice…bound isle。
  CHAPTER XXIX
  Snowdon … Caernarvon … Maxen Wledig … Moel y Cynghorion … The
  Wyddfa … Snow of Snowdon … Rare Plant。
  ON the third morning after our arrival at Bangor we set out for
  Snowdon。
  Snowdon or Eryri is no single hill; but a mountainous region; the
  loftiest part of which; called Y Wyddfa; nearly four thousand feet
  above the level of the sea; is generally considered to be the
  highest point of Southern Britain。  The name Snowdon was bestowed
  upon this region by the early English on account of its snowy
  appearance in winter; Eryri by the Britons; because in the old time
  it abounded with eagles; Eryri (5) in the ancient British language
  signifying an eyrie or breeding…place of eagles。
  Snowdon is interesting on various accounts。  It is interesting for
  its picturesque beauty。  Perhaps in the whole world there is no
  region more picturesquely beautiful than Snowdon; a region of
  mountains; lakes; cataracts; and; groves in which nature shows
  herself in her most grand and beautiful forms。
  It is interesting from its connection with history:  it was to
  Snowdon that Vortigern retired from the fury of his own subjects;
  caused by the favour which he showed to the detested Saxons。  It
  was there that he called to his counsels Merlin; said to be
  begotten on a hag by an incubus; but who was in reality the son of
  a Roman consul by a British woman。  It was in Snowdon that he built
  the castle; which he fondly deemed would prove impregnable; but
  which his enemies destroyed by flinging wild…fire over its walls;
  and it was in a wind…beaten valley of Snowdon; near the sea; that
  his dead body decked in green armour had a mound of earth and
  stones raised over it。  It was on the heights of Snowdon that the
  brave but unfortunate Llywelin ap Griffith made his last stand for
  Cambrian independence; and it was to Snowdon that that very
  remarkable man; Owen Glendower; retired with his irregular bands
  before Harry the Fourth and his numerous and disciplined armies;
  soon however; to emerge from its defiles and follow the foe;
  retreating less from the Welsh arrows from the crags; than from the
  cold; rain and starvation of the Welsh hills。
  But it is from its connection with romance that Snowdon derives its
  chief interest。  Who when he thinks of Snowdon does not associate
  it with the heroes of romance; Arthur and his knights? whose
  fictitious adventures; the splendid dreams of Welsh and Breton
  minstrels; many of the scenes of which are the valleys and passes
  of Snowdon; are the origin of romance; before which what is classic
  has for more than half a century been waning; and is perhaps
  eventually destined to disappear。  Yes; to romance Snowdon is
  indebted for its interest and consequently for its celebrity; but
  for romance Snowdon would assuredly not be what it at present is;
  one of the very celebrated hills of the world; and to the poets of
  modern Europe almost what Parnassus was to those of old。
  To the Welsh; besides being the hill of the Awen or Muse; it has
  always been the hill of hills; the loftiest of all mountains; the
  one whose snow is the coldest; to climb to whose peak is the most
  difficult of all feats; and the one whose fall will be the most
  astounding catastrophe of the last day。
  To view this mountain I and my little family set off in a caleche
  on the third morning after our arrival at Bangor。
  Our first stage was to Caernarvon。  As I subsequently made a
  journey to Caernarvon on foot; I shall say nothing about the road
  till I give an account of that expedition; save that it lies for
  the most part in the neighbourhood of the sea。  We reached
  Caernarvon; which is distant ten miles from Bangor; about eleven
  o'clock; and put up at an inn to refresh ourselves and the horses。
  It is a beautiful little town situated on the southern side of the
  Menai Strait at nearly its western extremity。  It is called
  Caernarvon; because it is opposite Mona or Anglesey:  Caernarvon
  signifying the town or castle opposite Mona。  Its principal feature
  is its grand old castle; fronting the north; and partly surrounded
  by the sea。  This castle was built by Edward the First after the
  fall of his brave adversary Llewelyn; and in it was born his son
  Edward whom; when an infant; he induced the Welsh chieftains to
  accept as their prince without seeing; by saying that the person
  whom he proposed to be their sovereign was one who was not only
  born in Wales; but could not speak a word of the English language。
  The town Caernarvon; however; existed long before Edward's time;
  and was probably originally a Roman station。  According to Welsh
  tradition it was built by Maxen Wledig or Maxentius; in honour of
  his wife Ellen who was born in the neighbourhood。  Maxentius; who
  was a Briton by birth; and partly by origin contested
  unsuccessfully the purple with Gratian and Valentinian; and to
  support his claim led over to the Continent an immense army of
  Britons; who never returned; but on the fall of their leader
  settled down in that part of Gaul generally termed Armorica; which
  means a maritime region; but which the Welsh call Llydaw; or
  Lithuania; which was the name; or something like the name; which
  the region bore when Maxen's army took possession of it; owing;
  doubtless; to its having been the quarters of a legion composed of
  barbarians from the country of Leth or Lithuania。
  After staying about an hour at Caernarvon we started for Llanberis;
  a few miles to the east。  Llanberis is a small village situated in
  a valley; and takes its name from Peris; a British saint of the
  sixth century; son of Helig ab Glanog。  The valley extends from
  west to east; having the great mountain of Snowdon on its south;
  and a range of immense hills on its northern side。  We entered this
  valley by a pass called Nant y Glo or the ravine of the coal; and
  passing a lake on our left; on which I observed a solitary
  corracle; with a fisherman in it; were presently at the village。
  Here we got down at a small inn; and having engaged a young lad to
  serve as guide; I set out with Henrietta to ascend the hill; my
  wife remaining behind; not deeming herself sufficiently strong to
  encounter the fatigue of the expedition。
  Pointing with my finger to the head of Snowdon towering a long