The Argosy — page 141: what you’re looking at

Machine-transcribed from the original scan — historical spelling and the odd misread are preserved.

Round about Barmouth. 13] the axe having done its day’s work, slung over the man’s shoulder ; were wending their way homewards. But for the most part all was still, quiet, and inanimate. Presently the thin white line of steam came twisting round a corner, just about two hours from the time it was first noticed threading about the far-away hills. Very soon it came up; we were shut into the train, and steamed off again. Closing our eyes, a vision of Harlech rose up before them. As we HARLECH Casi Li had just seen it, with all the romance of the gloaming about it, and the distant chain of mountains: as we might have seen it had we existed centuries ago. One by one, a ghostly procession passed upon the canvas of the imagination: the actors with which history has made us familiar : until at length a cry of ‘‘ Barmouth! Barmouth!” started us upjto exertion, and the vision vanished. Space: warns us that it will be wise to close with this glimpse of Harlech. We shall find it difficult to see a better or more beautiful. It is one of the loveliest spots of Wales ; a spot with which all should become familiar ; a spot that, seen on such a day and at such an hour as I saw it, will leave upon the memory an impression not to be destroyed by that Enemy who swallows up and crumbles away, even kingdoms, constitutions, and castles themselves—Time. May he deal gently with you, reader, and with me, until for us Time himself in turn shall be no more. Cc. W. W. ABIL NLRS OS + comicbooks.com