The Argosy — page 233: what you’re looking at

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216 Among the Welsh. In spite of all its beauty, Llanberis appeared scarcely the place for a lengthened sojourn. Probably no one ever does stay there very long. The Victoria Hotel, however, seemed comfortable and well arranged, though it belonged to the same proprietor as the Royal at Carnarvon, which is not greatly to be commended. ‘The large coffee-room of the Victoria overlooked its garden, and in the garden, though so late in the season, roses bloomed and shed their fragrance. Hiuills stretched away on either hand, and seemed to meet where the road winds round towards Carnarvon. ‘The village, nearly a mile beyond the hotel, had nothing particularly remarkable or interesting about it. <A circular tower, near the inn, said to date back to the sixth century LLANBERIS PASS. was dignified by the title of Dolbadarn Castle, and about a quarter of an hour’s walk from this is a waterfall about sixty feet high, which rushes down in a thin stream, and is picturesque. But on the whole there was something decidedly depressing about Llanberis, and one was not sorry to set out on the return journey. With a maimed horse that journey promised to be a more formid- able undertaking than it proved. We began to retrace our steps with some misgiving, but the horse, doctored, rested and refreshed, stepped out bravely. It would evidently be a work of time, but that was all. To begin with, there was the five-mile pass to be taken, a steep uphill all the way, and it had to be done at a very walking pace. Presently we reached the cottage which had proved our friend-in-need, and halted to bestow largesse upon the good woman who had freely given of her best. For in the vexation of the contretemps the kindly dame CORNICLIOOKS eC)