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of Tent Lodge, which is seen nestling in its garden at some
elevation above the lake. The road passes the site of the
former Waterhead inn, now a young plantation of Mr.
Marshall's. Then, commanding the whole expanse of the lake,
it begins to ascend, as it curves round to the east; and, at
about a mile and three-quarters from the new inn, there
stands the house in which Elizabeth Smith lived and died;
and, on the opposite side of the road, Tent Lodge, built on
the spot where a tent was pitched, that she might draw her
dying breath with greater ease, and enjoy, as long as
possible, the incomparable landscape there stretched before
her. The boat-house is at the bottom of the slope, down
which she used to take her mother's guests; and she and her
sister were so well practiced at the oar that they could
show the beauties of the scene from any point of the lake.
The first station is, however, from a field,- the first
beyond the new house on Coniston Bank. Some people think
this the finest view in the whole district: and truly, the
frequent visitor pronounces it incomparable, every time he
comes; and the passing tourist feels that, once seen, it can
never be forgotten. Nowhere else, perhaps, is the grouping
of the mountain peaks, and the indication of their recesses
so striking; and as to the foreground, with its glittering
waterfall, its green undulations, its diversified woods, its
bright dwellings, and its clear lake,- it conveys the
strongest impression of joyful charm,- of fertility,
prosperity and comfort, nestling in the bosom of the rarest
beauty.
Retracing his steps for some way, and passing the
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