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ivy green,' or grey with aged lichens and mosses. On the  
south side, the path is carried round the protruding masses  
of rock on rudely-framed galleries, supported by rough  
timbers, thus affording the best and most striking views,  
because the rocks and woods on the northern side, which are  
the grandest, are seen to the best advantage. At one time  
you are on the margin of the water, beneath overhanging  
crags, the brook before you rushing furiously over  
moss-coloured fragments and stones, forming cascades of  
exceeding beauty, whilst the trees waving in the breeze,  
reveal the shaggy rock that supplies their roots with scanty 
nourishment. At another, you are on the brink of the  
precipice, looking down into a dense mass of wood, out of  
which the twisted branches of the rift oak, stripped of  
their bark, 'toss their giant arms amid the skies,'  
contrasting with the deep green behind, while the water is  
betrayed by its sparkling sheen and softened roar. 
  
The Eden also presents some magnificent views, but the  
Croglin must ever be considered the chief attraction. This  
sketch, though not adequately describing this most romantic  
of streams, may give the tourist a faint idea of what he has 
to expect; for the most glowing description would fall short 
of the original. It would be as difficult to transfer the  
clear distinguishable depth of its shadows, the sea-green  
colour of its transparent waters, and the flashing light  
playing upon its precipices and dense foliage, to the  
canvas. In a small building are 
  
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