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Gentleman's Magazine 1761 p.127
at length so steep that it cannot be ascended without great
difficulty, and in some places not at all. In many parts
there are fine quarries of slate, which the neighbouring
inhabitants use to cover their houses, but no lime-stones;
yet, near the base, no stones but lime-stones are to be
found. The loose stones near the summit the people call
greet stone. The foot of the mountain abounds with
fine springs on every side, and on the west side there is a
very remarkable spring near the summit. The top is very
level, but so dry and barren that it affords little grass,
the rock being but barely covered with earth. It is said to
be about a mile in circumference, and several persons now
living say, that they have seen races upon it. Upon that
part of the top, facing Lancaster and the Irish
Sea, there are still to be seen the dimensions of an
house, and the remains of what the country people call a
beacon, viz. a place erected with stones, three or
four yards high, ascended with stone stairs; which served in
old time, as old people tell us, to alarm the country, upon
the approach of an enemy, a person always being kept there
upon watch, in the time of war, who was to give notice in
the night, by fire, to other watchmen placed upon other
mountains within view, of which there are many, particularly
Whernside, Woefall, Camfell, Pennygent, and
Pennlehill. There are likewise discoverable a great
many other mountains in Westmoreland and
Cumberland, besides the town of Lancaster,
from which it is distant about 20 miles.
The west and north sides are most steep and rocky; there is,
one part to the south, where you may ascend on horseback;
but whether the work of nature, or of art, I cannot say. A
part of the said mountain jutts out to the north east near a
mile, but somewhat below the summit; this part is called
Park-fell; another part jutts out in the same manner,
near a mile, towards the east,and is called
Simon-fell; there is likewise another part towards
the south, called Little Ingleborough; the summits of
all which are much lower than the top of the mountain
itself.
Near the base, there are holes or chasms called swallows,
supposed to be the remains of Noah's deluge; they are
among the lime-stone rocks, and are open to an incredible
depth. The springs towards the east all come together, and
fall into one of these swallows, or holes, called Allan
Pott; and after passing under the earth about a mile,
thay burst out again, and flow into the river Ribble,
whose head, or spring, is but a little further up the
valley. The depth of this swallow, or hole, could never be
ascertained; it is about 20 poles in circumference, not
perfectly circular, but rather oval. In wet foggy weather,
it sends out a smoak, or mist, which may be seen a
considerable distance. Not far from this hole, nearly north,
is another hole, which may be easily descended. In some
places the roof is 4 or 5 yards high, and its width is the
same; in other places not above a yard; and was it not for
the run of water, it is not to be known how far you might
walk, by the help of a candle, or other light. There is
likewise another hole, or chasm, a little west from the
other two, which cannot be descended without difficulty: You
are no sooner entered than you have a subterraneous passage,
sometimes wide and spacious, sometimes so narrow you are
obliged to make use of both hands, as well as feet, to crawl
a considerable way; and as I was informed, some persons have
gone several hundred yards, and might have gone much
further, durst they have ventured. There are a great many
more holes, or caverns, well worth the notice of a
traveller: some dry, some having a continual run of water;
such as Blackside Cove, Sir William's Cove, Atkinson's
Chamber, &c. all whose curiosities are more than I
can describe.
There is likewise, partly south-east, a small rivulet, which
falls into a place considerably deep, called
Long-Kin; there is likewise another swallow, or hole,
called Johnson's Jacket-hole,a place resembling a
funnel in shape, but vastly deep; a stone being thrown into
it, makes a rumbling noise, and may be heard a considerable
time; there is also another, called Gaper-Gill, into
which a good many springs fall in one stream, and after a
subterraneous passage of upwards of a mile, break out again,
and wind thro' Clapham; then afterwards a winding
course of several miles, this stream joins the river
Lon, or Lune; and, passing by the town of
Lancaster, it falls into the Irish Sea: There
likewise, both on the west and north sides, a great many
springs, which all fall into such cavities, and bursting out
again, towards the base of the said mountain, fall likewise
into the Irish Sea, by the town of Lancaster;
and what seemed very remarkable to me, there was not one
rivulet running from
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