churches, and castles; mountains behind mountains, and others again just seen over them, close the fore scene. Claude has not introduced Soracte on the Tyber in a more happy point of view than Ingleborongh appears in during the course of this ride. At entering on the sands, to the left, Heysham-point rises abruptly, and the village hangs on its side in a beautiful manner. Over a vast extent of sands Peel Castle, the ancient bulwark of the bay, rears its venerable head above the tide. In front appears a fine sweep of country sloping to the south. To the right Warton-cragg presents itself in a bold stile. On its arched summit are the vestiges of a square encampment, and the ruins of a beacon. Grounds bearing from the eye for many a mile, variegated in every pleasing form, by woods and rocks, are terminated by cloud-topt Ingleborough. A little further on the same hand, another vale opens to the sands and shows a broken ridge of rocks, and beyond them, groups of mountains towering to the sky. Castle-steads, a pyramidal hill, that rises above the station at Kendal, is now in sight. At the bottom of the bay stands Arnside-tower, once a mansion of the Stanleys. The Cartmel coast now, as you advance, becomes more pleasing. Betwixt that and Silverdale-nab (a mountain of naked rock) is a great break in the coast, and through the opening of the river Kent rolls its waters to join the tide. In the mouth of the æstuary are two beautiful conical isles, clothed with wood and sweet verdure. As you advance toward them they seem to change their position, and hence often vary their appearance. At the same time a grand

view opens of the Westmorland mountains, tumbled about in a most surprising manner, At the head of the estuary, under a beautiful green hill, Heversham village and church appear in fine perspective. To the north, Whitbarrow, scar, a hugh arched and bended cliff, of an im, mense height, shows its storm-beaten front*, The intermediate space is a mixture of rocks, and woods, and cultivated patches, that form a romantic view+. At the side of the Eaut, or river of the sands, a guide on horseback, called the carter, is in waiting to conduct passengers

* "A little to the left of Whitbarrow is Castle-head, where an elegant house has lately been erected by John Wilkinson, Esq, The site is something curious, and the owner has made great improvements in the grounds about it.-The house is seen to advan tage as you cross the sands, and greatly enlivens the part of the coast where it is situated."

+"The above description of this curious and pleasing ride is, as far as it goes, just, but not characteristic. What most attracts the notice of the traveller, is not the objects of the surrounding coun try (though they are fine), but the sands themselves. For when he has got a few miles from the shore, the nature of the plain on which he treads cannot but suggest a series of ideas of a more sublime kind than those of rural elegance, and which will therefore gain a superior attention. The plain is then seemingly immense in extent, continued on in a dead level, and uniform in appearance. As he pursues his often trackless way, he will recollect, that probably but a few hours before, the whole expanse was covered with some fathoms of water, and that in a few more it will as certainly be co vered again. At the same time he may also perceive, on his left, the retreated ocean ready to obey the mysterious laws of its irresistible movement, without any visible barrier to stay it a moment where it is. These last considerations, though they may not be sufficient to alarm, must yet be able to rouse the mind to a state of more than ordinary attention; which, co-operating with the other singular ideas of the prospect, must affect it in a very sublime and .unusual manner. This the bare appearance of the sands will do, But when the traveller reaches the side of the Eau, these affections

over the ford. The priory of Cartmel was charged with this important office, and had synodals and peter-pence allowed towards its maintenance. Since the dissolution of the priory, it is held by patent of the dutchy of Lancaster, and the salary, twenty pounds per annum, is paid by the receiver-general,

Cartmel is a small district belonging to Lancashire, but united to Westmorland a little below Bowness, on Windermere-water, from whence it extends itself betwixt the Levens and the

will be greatly increased. He there drops down a gentle descent to the edge of a broad and seemingly impassible river, where the only remains he can perceive of the surrounding lands are the tops of distant mountains, and where a solitary being on horseback (like some ancient genius of the deep) is described hovering on its brink, or encountering its stream with gentle steps, in order to conduct him through it. When fairly entered into the water, if a stranger to this scene, and he do not feel himself touched with some of the most pleasing emotions, I should consider him destitute of common sensibility. For, in the midst of apparently great danger, he will soon find that there is really none at all; and the complacency which must naturally result from this consideration, will be heightened to an unusual degree, by observing, during his passage, the anxious and faithful instinct of his beast, and the friendly behaviour and aspect of his guide. All the fervors of grateful thankfulness will then be raised, and if, with the usual perquisite to his venerable conductor, he can forget to convey his blessing, who would not conclude him to want one essential requisite for properly enjoying the tour of the lakes?

"Having crossed the river, the stranger traveller (whom we will suppose at length freed from any petty anxiety) will now have more inclination to survey the objects around him. The several parti culars peculiar to an arm of the sea (as fishermen, ships, sea-fowl, shells, weeds, &c.) will attract his notice and new-model his reflections. But if the sun shine forcibly, he will perhaps be most entertained with observing the little gay isles and promontories of land, that seem to hover in the air, or swim on a luminous vapour, that rises from the sand, and fluctuates beautifully on its surface.

Kent, and so intersects the great bay at Morecambe. It is three miles across from Cark-lane, where you quit the sands, to Sand-gate. Pass through Flookburgh, once a market town, by charter granted to the prior of Cartmel, lord paramount, from King Edward I. The only thing worthy of notice in Cartmel, is the church, a handsome Gothic edifice."

The ford over the river Leven between Flookburgh and Ulverston is subject to many changes, sometimes it is in a direct line from Sand-gate to Ulverston, but when higher up the river, the way to the sands is by HolkerHall or Wharf-flat; at present the sands are taken at the latter place.

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"In short, on a fine summer day, a ride across this æstuary (and that of Leven mentioned a little further on) to a speculative stranger (or to one who is habituated to consider the charms of nature abstractedly) will afford a variety of most entertaining ideas. Indeed, the objects here presented to the eye are several of them so like in kind to what will frequently occur in the tour of the lakes, some of them are so much more magnificent from extent, and others so truly peculiar, that it seems rather surprising that this journey should not often be considered by travellers from the south, as one of the first curiosities of the tour, in beauty as well as in occurrence. And if the reader of this note be of a philosophic turn, this question may perhaps here offer itself to him, and to which it is apprehended he may found a satisfactory answer on very evident principles; viz. “Why a view so circumstanced as this, and, when taken from the shore at full sea, so very like a lake of greater apparent extent than any in the kingdom, should never be brought into comparison with the lakes to be visited afterwards, and generally fail to strike the mind with images of any peculiar beauty or grandeur ?' "

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Mr. West, after speaking at length on Cartmel church, says "Proceed through rocky fields and groves to Holker, one mile, the seat of the right honourable Lord George Cavendish. The carriage road is by Cark-hall. At the top of the hill there opens a fine view of Furness. Holker-hall lies at your feet, embosomed in wood. On the left, Ulverston-bay opens into the great bay, and is three miles over. The coast is deeply indented, and the peninsulas are beautifully fringed with wood. On the right, a bold bending rock presents a noble arched forehead; and a fine slope of inclosed grounds, mixed with wood, leads the eye to Ulverston, the port and mart of Furness. Conishead shows its pyramidal head, completely clothed in woods. At its feet is the Priory, shielded by a wing of hanging wood, that climbs up the side of a steep hill. Bardsea, under its rocks and hanging woods, stands in a delightful point of view. In front, a sweet fall of inclosures, marked with clumps of trees and hedge-rows, gives it a most picturesque effect. Also a white house on the sea bank, under the cover of a deep wood, has a most enchanting appearance. The coast from thence is of singular beauty, consisting of hanging wood, inclosed lands, and pasture grounds, varied through a great extent of prospect, in every pleasing form. Descend to Holker, which adds to the surrounding scenes what is peculiar to itself, joined to the improvements of the noble owner, finished in a masterly stile. The tra

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