第 108 节
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  I can about farming and such like; but give up mining I cannot;
  because why? … I conceive mining to be the noblest business in the
  'versal world。'  Whereupon his Grace laughed; and said he dare say
  I was right; and never mentioned the subject again。〃
  〃Was his Grace very fond of farming and improving?〃
  〃Oh yes; your honour。  Like all the great gentry; especially the
  north country gentry; his Grace was wonderfully fond of farming and
  improving; and a wonderful deal of good he did; reclaiming
  thousands of acres of land which was before good for nothing; and
  building capital farm…houses and offices for his tenants。  His
  grand feat; however; was bringing the Durham bull into this
  country; which formed a capital cross with the Welsh cows。  Pity
  that he wasn't equally fortunate with the north country sheep。〃
  〃Did he try to introduce them into Wales?〃
  〃Yes; but they didn't answer; as I knew they wouldn't。  Says I to
  the Duke:  'It won't do; your Grace; to bring the north country
  sheep here:  because why? the hills are too wet and cold for their
  constitutions'; but his Grace; who had sometimes a will of his own;
  persisted and brought the north country sheep to these parts; and
  it turned out as I said … the sheep caught the disease; and the
  wool parted and … 〃
  〃But;〃 said I; 〃you should have told him about the salve made of
  bran; butter and oil; you should have done that。〃
  〃Well; so I did; your honour。  I told him about the salve; and the
  Duke listened to me; and the salve was made by these very hands;
  but when it was made; what do you think? the foolish Welsh wouldn't
  put it on; saying that it was against their laws and statties and
  religion to use it; and talked about Devil's salves and the Witch
  of Endor; and the sin against the Holy Ghost; and such like
  nonsense。  So to prevent a regular rebellion; the Duke gave up the
  salve; and the poor sheep pined away and died; till at last there
  was not one left。〃
  〃Who holds the estate at present?〃 said I。
  〃Why; a great gentleman from Lancashire; your honour; who bought it
  when the Duke died; but he doesn't take the same pleasure in it
  which the Duke did; nor spend so much money about it; the
  consequence being that everything looks very different from what it
  looked in the Duke's time。  The inn at the Devil's Bridge and the
  grounds look very different from what they looked in the Duke's
  time; for you must know that the inn and the grounds form part of
  the Hafod estate; and are hired from the proprietor。〃
  By this time we had arrived at a small village; with a toll…bar and
  a small church or chapel at some little distance from the road;
  which here made a turn nearly full south。  The road was very good;
  but the country was wild and rugged; there was a deep vale on the
  right; at the bottom of which rolled the Rheidol in its cleft;
  rising beyond which were steep; naked hills。
  〃This village;〃 said my companion; 〃is called Ysbytty Cynfyn。  Down
  on the right; past the church; is a strange bridge across the
  Rheidol; which runs there through a horrid kind of a place。  The
  bridge is called Pont yr Offeiriad; or the Parson's Bridge; because
  in the old time the clergyman passed over it every Sunday to do
  duty in the church here。〃
  〃Why is this place called Ysbytty Cynfyn?〃 said I; 〃which means the
  hospital of the first boundary; is there a hospital of the second
  boundary near here?〃
  〃I can't say anything about boundaries; your honour; all I know is;
  that there is another Spytty farther on beyond Hafod called Ysbytty
  Ystwyth; or the 'Spytty upon the Ystwyth。  But to return to the
  matter of the Minister's Bridge:  I would counsel your honour to go
  and see that bridge before you leave these parts。  A vast number of
  gentry go to see it in the summer time。  It was the bridge which
  the landlord was mentioning last night; though it scarcely belongs
  to his district; being quite as near the Devil's Bridge inn as it
  is to his own; your honour。〃
  We went on discoursing for about half a mile farther; when;
  stopping by a road which branched off to the hills on the left; my
  companion said。  〃I must now wish your honour good day; being
  obliged to go a little way up here to a mining work on a small bit
  of business; my son; however; and his dog Joe will show your honour
  the way to the Devil's Bridge; as they are bound to a place a
  little way past it。  I have now but one word to say; which is; that
  should ever your honour please to visit me at my mine; your honour
  shall receive every facility for inspecting the works; and moreover
  have a bellyful of drink and victuals from Jock Greaves; miner from
  the county of Durham。〃
  I shook the honest fellow by the hand; and went on in company with
  the lad John and his dog as far as the Devil's Bridge。  John was a
  highly…intelligent lad; spoke Welsh and English fluently; could
  read; as he told me; both languages; and had some acquaintance with
  the writings of Twm o'r Nant; as he showed by repeating the
  following lines of the carter poet; certainly not the worst which
  he ever wrote:…
  〃Twm or Nant mae cant a'm galw;
  Tomas Edwards yw fy enw;〃
  Tom O Nant is a nickname I've got;
  My name's Thomas Edwards; I wot。〃
  CHAPTER LXXXIV
  The Hospice … The Two Rivers … The Devil's Bridge … Pleasant
  Recollections。
  I ARRIVED at the Devil's Bridge at about eleven o'clock of a fine
  but cold day; and took up my quarters at the inn; of which I was
  the sole guest during the whole time that I continued there; for
  the inn; standing in a lone; wild district; has very few guests
  except in summer; when it is thronged with tourists; who avail
  themselves of that genial season to view the wonders of Wales; of
  which the region close by is considered amongst the principal。
  The inn; or rather hospice … for the sounding name of hospice is
  more applicable to it than the common one of inn … was built at a
  great expense by the late Duke of Newcastle。  It is an immense
  lofty cottage with projecting eaves; and has a fine window to the
  east which enlightens a stately staircase and a noble gallery。  It
  fronts the north; and stands in the midst of one of the most
  remarkable localities in the world; of which it would require a far
  more vigorous pen than mine to convey an adequate idea。
  Far to the west is a tall; strange…looking hill; the top of which
  bears no slight resemblance to that of a battlemented castle。  This
  hill; which is believed to have been in ancient times a stronghold
  of the Britons; bears the name of Bryn y Castell; or the hill of
  the castle。  To the north…west are russet hills; to the east two
  brown paps; whilst to the south is a high; swelling mountain。  To
  the north; and just below the hospice; is a profound hollow with
  all the appearance of the crater of an extinct volcano; at the
  bottom of this hollow the waters of two rivers unite; those of the
  Rheidol from the north; and those of the Afon y Mynach; or the
  Monks' River; from the south…east。  The Rheidol; falling over a
  rocky precipice at the northern side of the hollow; forms a
  cataract very pleasant to look upon from the middle upper window of
  the inn。  Those of the Mynach which pass under the celebrated
  Devil's Bridge are not visible; though they generally make
  themselves heard。  The waters of both; after uniting; flow away
  through a romantic glen towards the west。  The sides of the hollow;
  and indeed of most of the ravines in the neighbourhood; which are
  numerous; are beautifully clad with wood。
  Penetrate now into the hollow above which the hospice stands。  You
  descend by successive flights of steps; some of which are very
  slippery and insecure。  On your right is the Monks' River; roaring
  down its dingle in five successive falls; to join its brother the
  Rheidol。  Each of the falls has its own peculiar basin; one or two
  of which are said to be of awful depth。  The length which these
  falls with their basins occupy is about five hundred feet。  On the
  side of the basin of the last but one is the cave; or the site of
  the cave; said to have been occupied in old times by the Wicked
  Children … the mysterious Plant de Bat … two brothers and a sister;
  robbers and murderers。  At present it is nearly open on every side;
  having; it is said; been destroyed to prevent its being the haunt
  of other evil people。  There is a tradition in the country that the
  fall at one time tumbled over its mouth。  This tradition; however;
  is evidently without foundation; as from the nature of the ground
  the river could never have run but in its present channel。  Of all
  the falls; the fifth or last is the most considerable:  you view it
  from a kind of den; to which the last flight of steps; the
  ruggedest and most dangerous of all; has brought you。  Your
  position here is a wild one。  The fall; which is split into two; is
  thundering beside you; foam; foam; foam is flying all about you;
  the basin or cauldron is boiling frightfully below you; hirsute
  rocks are frowning terribly above you; and above them forest trees;
  dank and wet with spray and mist; are distilling drops in showers
  from t