第2章

AfterpassingTipton，atwhichplaceoneleavesthegreatworkingdistrictbehind；Ibecameforaconsiderabletimeayawning，listlessEnglishman，withoutpride，enthusiasm，orfeelingofanykind，fromwhichstateIwassuddenlyrousedbythesightofruinededificesonthetopsofhills。TheywereremainsofcastlesbuiltbyNormanBarons。Here，perhaps，thereaderwillexpectfrommeaburstofNormanenthusiasm：ifsohewillbemistaken；IhavenoNormanenthusiasm，andhateandabominatethenameofNorman，forIhavealwaysassociatedthatnamewiththedefloweringofhelplessEnglishwomen，theplunderingofEnglishhomesteads，andthetearingoutofpoorEnglishmen’seyes。Thesightofthoseedifices，nowinruins，butwhichwereoncethestrongholdsofplunder，violence，andlust，mademealmostashamedofbeinganEnglishman，fortheybroughttomymindtheindignitiestowhichpoorEnglishbloodhasbeensubjected。Isatsilentandmelancholy，tilllookingfromthewindowIcaughtsightofalonglineofhills，whichIguessedtobetheWelshhills，asindeedtheyproved，whichsightcausingmetorememberthatIwasboundforWales，thelandofthebard，mademecastallgloomythoughtsasideandglowwithalltheWelshenthusiasmwithwhichI

glowedwhenIfirststartedinthedirectionofWales。

OnarrivingatChester，atwhichplaceweintendedtospendtwoorthreedays，weputupatanold—fashionedinninNorthgateStreet，towhichwehadbeenrecommended；mywifeanddaughterorderedteaanditsaccompaniments，andIorderedale，andthatwhichalwaysshouldaccompanyit，cheese。"ThealeIshallfindbad，"saidI；

ChesteralehadavillainouscharacterinthetimeofoldSionTudor，whomadeafirst—rateenglynuponit，andithasscarcelyimprovedsince；"butIshallhaveatreatinthecheese，Cheshirecheesehasalwaysbeenreckonedexcellent，andnowthatIaminthecapitalofthecheesecountry，ofcourseIshallhavesomeoftheveryprime。"Well，thetea，loafandbuttermadetheirappearance，andwiththemmycheeseandale。Tomyhorrorthecheesehadmuchtheappearanceofsoapofthecommonestkind，whichindeedIfounditmuchresembledintaste，onputtingasmallportionintomymouth。"Ah，"saidI，afterIhadopenedthewindowandejectedthehalf—masticatedmorselintothestreet，"thosewhowishtoregaleongoodCheshirecheesemustnotcometoChester，nomorethanthosewhowishtodrinkfirst—ratecoffeemustgotoMocha。I’llnowseewhetherthealeisdrinkable；"soItookalittleofthealeintomymouth，andinstantlygoingtothewindow，spirteditoutafterthecheese。"Ofasurety，"saidI，"ChesteralemustbeofmuchthesamequalityasitwasinthetimeofSionTudor，whospokeofittothefollowingeffect：—

"Chesterale，Chesterale！Icouldne’ergetitdown，’Tismadeofground—ivy，ofdirt，andofbran，’Tisasthickasariverbelowahugetown！

’Tisnotlapforadog，farlessdrinkforaman。’

Well！ifIhavebeendeceivedinthecheese，Ihaveatanyratenotbeendeceivedintheale，whichIexpectedtofindexecrable。

Patience！Ishallnotfallintoapassion，moreespeciallyastherearethingsIcanfallbackupon。Wife！Iwilltroubleyouforacupoftea。Henrietta！havethekindnesstocutmeasliceofbreadandbutter。"

Uponthewholewefoundourselvesverycomfortableintheold—

fashionedinn，whichwaskeptbyaniceold—fashionedgentlewoman，withtheassistanceofthreeservants，namely，a"boots"andtwostrappingchambermaids，oneofwhichwasaWelshgirl，withwhomI

soonscrapedacquaintance，not，Iassurethereader，forthesakeoftheprettyWelsheyeswhichshecarriedinherhead，butforthesakeoftheprettyWelshtonguewhichshecarriedinhermouth，fromwhichIconfessoccasionallyproceededsoundswhich，howeverpretty，Iwasquiteunabletounderstand。

CHAPTERIII

Chester—TheRows—LewisGlynCothi—TragedyofMold—NativeofAntigua—SlaveryandtheAmericans—TheTents—SaturdayNight。

ONthemorningafterourarrivalwewentouttogether，andwalkedupanddownseveralstreets；mywifeanddaughter，however，soonleavingmetogointoashop，Istrolledaboutbymyself。Chesterisanancienttownwithwallsandgates，aprisoncalledacastle，builtonthesiteofanancientkeep，anunpretending—lookingredsandstonecathedral，twoorthreehandsomechurches，severalgoodstreets，andcertaincuriousplacescalledrows。TheChesterrowisabroadarchedstonegalleryrunningparallelwiththestreetwithinthefacadesofthehouses；itispartlyopenonthesideofthestreet，andjustonestoryaboveit。Withintherows，ofwhichtherearethreeorfour，areshops，everyshopbeingonthatsidewhichisfarthestfromthestreet。AllthebestshopsinChesteraretobefoundintherows。Theserows，towhichyouascendbystairsupnarrowpassages，wereoriginallybuiltforthesecurityofthewaresoftheprincipalmerchantsagainsttheWelsh。Shouldthemountaineersbreakintothetown，astheyfrequentlydid，theymightriflesomeofthecommonshops，wheretheirbootywouldbeslight，butthosewhichcontainedthemorecostlyarticleswouldbebeyondtheirreach；foratthefirstalarmthedoorsofthepassages，upwhichthestairsled，wouldbeclosed，andallaccesstotheupperstreetscutoff，fromtheopenarchesofwhichmissilesofallkinds，keptreadyforsuchoccasions，couldbedischargedupontheintruders，whowouldbesoongladtobeataretreat。TheserowsandthewallsarecertainlythemostremarkablememorialsofoldtimeswhichChesterhastoboastof。

Uponthewallsitispossibletomakethewholecompassofthecity，therebeingagoodbutnarrowwalkuponthem。Thenorthernwallabutsuponafrightfulravine，atthebottomofwhichisacanal。FromthewesternonethereisanobleviewoftheWelshhills。

AsIstoodgazinguponthehillsfromthewallaraggedmancameupandaskedforcharity。

"Canyoutellmethenameofthattallhill？"saidI，pointinginthedirectionofthesouth—west。"Thathill，sir，"saidthebeggar，"iscalledMoelVamagh；IoughttoknowsomethingaboutitasIwasbornatitsfoot。""Moel，"saidI，"abaldhill；Vamagh，maternalormotherly。MoelVamagh，theMotherMoel。""Justso，sir，"saidthebeggar；"IseeyouareaWelshman，likemyself，thoughIsupposeyoucomefromtheSouth—MoelVamaghistheMotherMoel，andiscalledsobecauseitisthehighestofalltheMoels。""DidyoueverhearofaplacecalledMold？"saidI。"Oh，yes，yourhonour，"saidthebeggar；"manyatime；andmany’sthetimeIhavebeenthere。""Inwhichdirectiondoesitlie？"saidI。

"TowardsMoelVamagh，yourhonour，"saidthebeggar，"whichisafewmilesbeyondit；youcan’tseeitfromhere，butlooktowardsMoelVamaghandyouwillseeoverit。""Thankyou，"saidI，andgavesomethingtothebeggar，whodeparted，afterfirsttakingoffhishat。LongandfixedlydidIgazeinthedirectionofMold。

Thereasonwhichinducedmetodosowastheknowledgeofanappallingtragedytransactedthereintheoldtime，inwhichthereiseveryreasontosupposeacertainWelshbard，calledLewisGlynCothi，hadashare。

Thisman，whowasanativeofSouthWales，flourishedduringthewarsoftheRoses。Besidesbeingapoeticalhewassomethingofamilitarygenius，andhadacommandoffootinthearmyoftheLancastrianJasperEarlofPembroke，thesonofOwenTudor，andhalf—brotherofHenrytheSixth。AfterthebattleofMortimer’sCross，inwhichtheEarl’sforcesweredefeated，thewarriorbardfoundhiswaytoChester，wherehemarriedthewidowofacitizenandopenedashop，withoutaskingthepermissionofthemayor，whowiththeofficersofjusticecameandseizedallhisgoods，which，accordingtohisownaccount，filledninesacks，andthendrovehimoutofthetown。Thebardinagreatfuryinditedanawdl，inwhichheinvitesReinalltapGrufyddapBleddyn，akindofpredatorychieftain，whoresidedalittlewayoffinFlintshire，tocomeandsetthetownonfire，andslaughtertheinhabitants，inrevengeforthewrongshehadsuffered，andthenproceedstoventallkindsofimprecationsagainstthemayorandpeopleofChester，wishing，amongstotherthings，thattheymightsoonhearthattheDeehadbecometooshallowtobeartheirships—thatacertaincutaneousdisordermightattackthewristsofgreatandsmall，oldandyoung，laityandclergy—thatgrassmightgrowintheirstreets—thatIlarandCyveilach，Welshsaints，mightslaythem—

thatdogsmightsnarlatthem—andthatthekingofheaven，withthesaintsBrynachandNon，mightafflictthemwithblindness—

whichpiece，howeverineffectualininducingGodandthesaintstovisittheChesterpeoplewiththecurseswithwhichthefuriousbardwishedthemtobeafflicted，seemstohaveproducedsomewhatofitsintendedeffectonthechieftain，whoshortlyafterwards，onlearningthatthemayorandmanyoftheChesterpeoplewerepresentatthefairofMold，nearwhichplaceheresided，setuponthemattheheadofhisforces，andafteradesperatecombat，inwhichmanyliveswerelost，tookthemayorprisoner，anddrovethoseofhispeoplewhosurvivedintoatower，whichhesetonfireandburnt，withalltheunhappywretcheswhichitcontained，completingthehorrorsofthedaybyhangingtheunfortunatemayor。

ConversantasIwaswithallthisstrangehistory，isitwonderfulthatIlookedwithgreatinterestfromthewallofChesterinthedirectionofMold？

OncedidImakethecompassofthecityuponthewalls，andwasbeginningtodothesameasecondtime，whenIstumbledagainstablack，who，withhisarmsleaninguponthewall，wasspittingoverit，inthedirectionoftheriver。Iapologised，andcontrivedtoenterintoconversationwithhim。Hewastolerablywelldressed，hadahairycaponhishead，wasaboutfortyyearsofage，andbrutishlyugly，hisfeaturesscarcelyresemblingthoseofahumanbeing。HetoldmehewasanativeofAntigua，ablacksmithbytrade，andhadbeenaslave。IaskedhimifhecouldspeakanylanguagebesidesEnglish，andreceivedforanswerthatbesidesEnglish，hecouldspeakSpanishandFrench。ForthwithIspoketohiminSpanish，buthedidnotunderstandme。IthenaskedhimtospeaktomeinSpanish，buthecouldnot。"SurelyyoucantellmethewordforwaterinSpanish，"saidI；he，however，wasnotable。

"Howisit，"saidI，"that，pretendingtobeacquaintedwithSpanish，youdonotevenknowthewordforwater？"Hesaidhecouldnottell，butsupposedthathehadforgottentheSpanishlanguage，addinghowever，thathecouldspeakFrenchperfectly。I

spoketohiminFrench—hedidnotunderstandme：ItoldhimtospeaktomeinFrench，buthedidnot。IthenaskedhimthewordforbreadinFrench，buthecouldnottellme。Imadenoobservationsonhisignorance，butinquiredhowhelikedbeingaslave？Hesaidnotatall；thatitwasverybadtobeaslave，asaslavewasforcedtowork。Iaskedhimifhedidnotworknowthathewasfree？Hesaidveryseldom；thathedidnotlikework，andthatitdidnotagreewithhim。IaskedhowhecameintoEngland，andhesaidthatwishingtoseeEngland，hehadcomeoverwithagentlemanashisservant，butthatassoonashegotthere，hehadlefthismaster，ashedidnotlikework。IaskedhimhowhecontrivedtoliveinEnglandwithoutworking？HesaidthatanyblackmightliveinEnglandwithoutworking；thatallhehadtodowastoattendreligiousmeetings，andspeakagainstslaveryandtheAmericans。Iaskedhimifhehaddoneso。Hesaidhehad，andthatthereligiouspeoplewereverykindtohim，andgavehimmoney，andthatareligiousladywasgoingtomarryhim。IaskedhimifheknewanythingabouttheAmericans？Hesaidhedid，andthattheywereverybadpeople，whokeptslavesandfloggedthem。

"Andquiterighttoo，"saidI，"iftheyarelazyrascalslikeyourself，whowanttoeatwithoutworking。Whataprettysetofknavesorfoolsmusttheybe，whoencourageafellowlikeyoutospeakagainstnegroslavery，ofthenecessityforwhichyouyourselfarealivinginstance，andagainstapeopleofwhomyouknowasmuchasofFrenchorSpanish。"Thenleavingtheblack，whomadenootheranswertowhatIsaid，thanbyspittingwithconsiderableforceinthedirectionoftheriver，Icontinuedmakingmysecondcompassofthecityuponthewall。

Havingwalkedroundthecityforthesecondtime，Ireturnedtotheinn。IntheeveningIwentoutagain，passedoverthebridge，andthenturnedtotherightinthedirectionofthehills。Neartheriver，onmyright，onakindofgreen，Iobservedtwoorthreetentsresemblingthoseofgypsies。Someraggedchildrenwereplayingnearthem，who，however，hadnothingoftheappearanceofthechildrenoftheEgyptianrace，theirlocksbeingnotdark，buteitherofaflaxenorredhue，andtheirfeaturesnotdelicateandregular，butcoarseanduncouth，andtheircomplexionsnotolive，butratherincliningtobefair。Ididnotgouptothem，butcontinuedmycoursetillIarrivednearalargefactory。Ithenturnedandretracedmystepsintothetown。ItwasSaturdaynight，andthestreetswerecrowdedwithpeople，manyofwhommusthavebeenWelsh，asIheardtheCambrianlanguagespokenoneveryside。

CHAPTERIV

SundayMorning—TaresandWheat—Teetotalism—Hearsay—IrishFamily—WhatProfession？—SabbathEvening—PriestorMinister—

GiveusGod。

ONtheSundaymorning，aswesatatbreakfast，weheardthenoiseofsinginginthestreet；runningtothewindow，wesawanumberofpeople，bareheaded，fromwhosemouthsthesingingorpsalmodyproceeded。These，oninquiry，wewereinformed，wereMethodists，goingabouttoraiserecruitsforagrandcamp—meeting，whichwastobeheldalittlewayoutofthetown。Wefinishedourbreakfast，andatelevenattendeddivineserviceattheCathedral。

Theinteriorofthisholyedificewassmoothandneat，strangelycontrastingwithitsexterior，whichwasroughandweather—beaten。

Wehaddecentplacesfoundusbyacivilverger，whoprobablytookusforwhatwewere—decentcountrypeople。Weheardmuchfinechantingbythechoir，andanadmirablesermon，preachedbyavenerableprebend，on"TaresandWheat。"Thecongregationwasnumerousandattentive。Afterservicewereturnedtoourinn，andattwoo’clockdined。Duringdinnerourconversationranalmostentirelyonthesermon，whichweallagreedwasoneofthebestsermonswehadeverheard，andmostsingularlyadaptedtocountrypeoplelikeourselves，beingon"WheatandTares。"Whendinnerwasovermywifeanddaughterrepairedtotheneighbouringchurch，andIwentinquestofthecamp—meeting，havingamightydesiretoknowwhatkindofathingMethodismatChesterwas。

Ifoundabouttwothousandpeoplegatheredtogetherinafieldneartherailroadstation；awaggonstoodundersomegreenelmsatoneendofthefield，inwhichweretenoradozenmenwiththelookofMethodistpreachers；oneofthesewasholdingforthtothemultitudewhenIarrived，buthepresentlysatdown，Ihaving，asI

suppose，onlycomeintimetohearthefag—endofhissermon。

Anothersucceededhim，who，afterspeakingforabouthalfanhour，wassucceededbyanother。Allthediscourseswerevulgarandfanatical，andinsomeinstancesunintelligibleatleasttomyears。Therewasplentyofvociferation，butnotonesingleburstofeloquence。Someoftheassemblyappearedtotakeconsiderableinterestinwhatwassaid，andeverynowandthenshowedtheydidbydevouthumsandgroans；butthegeneralityevidentlytooklittleornone，staringaboutlistlessly，ortalkingtooneanother。

Sometimes，whenanythingparticularlylowescapedfromthemouthofthespeaker，Iheardexclamationsof"howlow！well，IthinkI

couldpreachbetterthanthat，"andthelike。Atlengthamanofaboutfifty，pock—brokenandsomewhatbald，begantospeak：unliketheotherswhoscreamed，shouted，andseemedinearnest，hespokeinadry，waggishstyle，whichhadallthecoarsenessandnothingoftheclevernessofthatofoldRowlandHill，whomIonceheard。

Afteragreatmanyjokes，someofthemverypoor，andothersexceedinglythread—bare，onthefollyofthosewhosellthemselvestotheDevilforalittletemporaryenjoyment，heintroducedthesubjectofdrunkenness，orratherdrinkingfermentedliquors，whichheseemedtoconsiderthesamething；andmanyasorryjokeonthefollyofdrinkingthemdidhecrack，whichsomehalf—dozenamidsttheconcourseapplauded。Atlengthhesaid：—

"Afterall，brethren，suchdrinkingisnojokingmatter，foritistherootofallevil。Now，brethren，ifyouwouldallgettoheaven，andcheattheenemyofyoursouls，nevergointoapublic—

housetodrink，andneverfetchanydrinkfromapublic—house。Letnothingpassyourlips，intheshapeofdrink，strongerthanwaterortea。Brethren，ifyouwouldcheattheDevil，takethepledgeandbecometeetotalers。Iamateetotallermyself，thankGod—

thoughonceIwasaregularlushington。"

HereensuedaburstoflaughterinwhichIjoined，thoughnotatthewretchedjoke，butattheabsurdityoftheargument；for，accordingtothatargument，IthoughtmyoldfriendstheSpaniardsandPortuguesemustbethemostmoralpeopleintheworld，beingalmostallwater—drinkers。Asthespeakerwasproceedingwithhisnonsense，Iheardsomeonesaybehindme—"aprettyfellowthat，tospeakagainstdrinkingandpublic—houses：hepretendstobereformed，butheisstillasfondofthelushasever。ItwasonlytheotherdayIsawhimreelingoutofagin—shop。"

NowthatspeechIdidnotlike，forIsawatoncethatitcouldnotbetrue，soIturnedquicklyroundandsaid—"Oldchap，Icanscarcelycreditthat！"

Theman，whomIaddressed，arough—and—ready—lookingfellowofthelowerclass，seemedhalfdisposedtoreturnmeasavageanswer；butanEnglishmanofthelowerclass，thoughyoucallhiswordinquestion，isneversavagewithyou，providedyoucallhimoldchap，andheconsidersyoubyyourdresstobehissuperiorinstation。

NowI，whohadcalledthewordofthismaninquestion，hadcalledhimoldchap，andwasconsiderablybetterdressedthanhimself；so，afteralittlehesitation，hebecamequitegentle，andsomethingmore，forhesaidinahalf—apologetictone—"Well，sir，Ididnotexactlyseehimmyself，butaparticularfriendofmineheer’damansay，thatheheer’danothermansay，thathewastoldthatamanheer’dthatthatfellow—"

"Come，come！"saidI，"amanmustnotbeconvictedonevidencelikethat；nomanhasmorecontemptforthedoctrinewhichthatmanendeavourstoinculcatethanmyself，forIconsiderittohavebeengotuppartlyforfanatical，partlyforpoliticalpurposes；butI

willneverbelievethathewaslatelyseencomingoutofagin—

shop；heistoowise，orrathertoocunning，forthat。"

Istayedlisteningtothesepeopletilleveningwasathand。I

thenleftthem，andwithoutreturningtotheinnstrolledoverthebridgetothegreen，wherethetentsstood。Iwentuptothem：

twowomensatattheentranceofone；amanstoodbythem，andthechildren，whomIhadbeforeseen，weregambollingnearathand。

Oneofthewomenwasaboutforty，theothersometwentyyearsyounger；bothwereugly。Theyoungerwasarude，stupid—lookingcreature，withredcheeksandredderhair，buttherewasadashofintelligenceandlikewiseofwildnessinthecountenanceoftheelderfemale，whosecomplexionandhairwereratherdark。Themanwasaboutthesameageastheelderwoman；hehadratherasharplook，andwasdressedinhat，whitefrock—coat，corduroybreeches，longstockingsandshoes。Igavethemthesealoftheevening。

"Goodeveningtoyourhaner，"saidtheman—"Goodeveningtoyou，sir，"saidthewoman；whilsttheyoungermumbledsomething，probablytothesameeffect，butwhichIdidnotcatch。

"Fineweather，"saidI。

"Very，sir，"saidtheelderfemale。"Won’tyoupleasetositdown？"andreachingbackintothetent，shepulledoutastoolwhichsheplacednearme。

Isatdownonthestool。"Youarenotfromtheseparts？"saidI，addressingmyselftotheman。

"Wearenot，yourhaner，"saidtheman；"wearefromIreland。"

"Andthislady，"saidI，motioningwithmyheadtotheelderfemale，"is，Isuppose，yourwife。"

"Sheis，yourhaner，andthechildrenwhichyourhanerseesaremychildren。"

"Andwhoisthisyounglady？"saidI，motioningtotheuncouth—

lookinggirl。

"Theyounglady，asyourhanerispleasedtocallher，isadaughterofasisterofminewhoisnowdead，alongwithherhusband。Wehaveherwithus，yourhaner，becauseifwedidnotshewouldbealoneintheworld。"

"Andwhattradeorprofessiondoyoufollow？"saidI。

"Wedoabitinthetinkeringline，yourhaner。"

"Doyoufindtinkeringaveryprofitableprofession？"saidI。

"Notvery，yourhaner；butwecontrivetogetacrustandadrinkbyit。"

"That’smorethanIevercould，"saidI。

"Hasyourhanertheneverfollowedtinkering？"saidtheman。

"Yes，"saidI，"butIsoonleftoff。"

"Andbecameaminister，"saidtheelderfemale，"Well，yourhonourisnotthefirstindifferenttinkerthat’sturnedoutashiningminister。"

"Whydoyouthinkmeaminister？"

"Becauseyourhonourhastheverylookandvoiceofone。Oh，itwaskindinyourhonourtocometoushereintheSabbathevening，inorderthatyoumightbringusGod。"

"WhatdoyoumeanbybringingyouGod？"saidI。

"Talkingtousaboutgoodthings，sir，andinstructingusoutoftheHolyBook。"

"Iamnominister，"saidI。

"Thenyouareapriest；Iamsureyouareeitheraministerorapriest；andnowthatIlookonyou，sir，Ithinkyoulookmorelikeapriestthanaminister。Yes，Iseeyouareapriest。Oh，yourReverence，giveusGod！Pulloutthecrucifixfromyourbosom，andletuskissthefaceofGod！"

"Ofwhatreligionareyou？"saidI。

"Catholics，yourReverence，Catholicsareweall。"

"Iamnopriest。"

"Thenyouareaminister；Iamsureyouareeitherapriestoraminister。Ohsir，pullouttheHolyBook，andinstructusfromitthisblessedSabbathevening。GiveusGod，sir，giveusGod！"

"Andwouldyou，whoareCatholics，listentothevoiceofaminister？"

"Thatwouldwe，sir；atleastIwould。Ifyouareaminister，andagoodminister，IwouldassoonlistentoyourwordsasthoseofFatherTobanhimself。"

"AndwhoisFatherToban？"

"Apowerfulpriestintheseparts，sir，whohasmorethanonceeasedmeofmysins，andgivenmeGoduponthecross。Oh，apowerfulandcomfortablepriestisFatherToban。"

"AndwhatwouldhesayifheweretoknowthatyouaskedforGodfromaminister？"

"Idonotknow，anddonotmuchcare；ifIgetGod，IdonotcarewhetherIgetHimfromaministerorapriest；bothhaveHim，nodoubt，onlygiveHimindifferentways。Ohsir，dogiveusGod；weneedHimsir，forwearesinfulpeople；wecallourselvestinkers，butmanyisthesinfulthing—"

"Bi—do—hosd；"saidtheman：Irishwordstantamountto"Besilent！"

"Iwillnotbehushed，"saidthewoman，speakingEnglish。"Themanisagoodman，andhewilldousnoharm。Wearetinkers，sir；butwedomanythingsbesidestinkering，manysinfulthings，especiallyinWales，whitherwearesoongoingagain。Oh，IwanttobeeasedofsomeofmysinsbeforeIgointoWalesagain，andsodoyou，Tourlough，foryouknowhowyouaresometimeshauntedbydevilsatnightinthosedrearyWelshhills。Ohsir，giveuscomfortinsomeshapeorother，eitheraspriestorminister；giveusGod！GiveusGod！"

"Iamneitherpriestnorminister，"said，I，"andcanonlysay：

Lordhavemercyuponyou！"ThengettingupIflungthechildrensomemoneyanddeparted。

"Wedonotwantyourmoney，sir，"screamedthewomanafterme；"wehaveplentyofmoney。GiveusGod！GiveusGod！"

"Yes，yourhaner，"saidtheman，"giveusGod！wedonotwantmoney；"andtheuncouthgirlsaidsomething，whichsoundedmuchlikeGiveusGod！butIhastenedacrossthemeadow，whichwasnowquitedusky，andwaspresentlyintheinnwithmywifeanddaughter。