The Argosy — page 148: what you’re looking at

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Among the Welsh. 133 The exquisite valley lay far down in its whole length; the sun glinted on all the foliage that rustled and swayed in the wind; beyond all, far-off mountains reached towards the clouds. I lingered as long as possible, for in Wales it is only now and then that you come upon these lovely views—views from which, as it were, you command the world. But the truant maiden never appeared ; and when I returned and again saw that pretty and neat-handed Phyllis at her cottage door, her first question was: ‘‘ Had I seen the caves ?” No; the caves were no doubt there, but must be taken upon trust. The genius of the caverns had forsaken her post. CONWAY CASTLE. Upon which Phyllis was visibly distressed, and immediately offered to fly off in search of her, or to accompany me herself: an offer which only want of time compelled one not to accept. It was made not with any wish for reward ; that was evident as the broad daylight itself ; but from a true spirit of kindness and hospitality and good feeling towards one’s neighbour, which should exist in all hearts, and is the Second Great Commandment, but which one hardly expected to find in this remote region of the globe. And admirable as are the virtues in a plain woman, in a pretty one they are as sunshine upon a fair landscape, as rivers of waters in dry places. I was obliged to content myself with thanking Phyllis and assuring her that her kindness was appreciated, and then made the best of my way back to Jehu, who waited at the gate in the main road. Ap- parently time had hung heavily upon his hands, or his favourite tap “171 ee. 2 > 48° @ 3 cok (| 6)(6)O) <S (SO