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[moun]tain scenes in the country." That summit is called
Linthwaite Fell; and there the guide will point out, better
than we can do, the various objects,- seas, islands, castles
in their woods, and cities of the plain; mountains, far and
near; shores, like the boundaries of an estate, and lakes
like its fish-ponds. People who made the ascent sixty years
since have left a terrifying account of its dangers, such as
now excites a smile among energetic tourists. One gentleman
was so "astonished," near the outlet, "with the different
appearance of objects in the valley beneath," that he chose
to stay behind. Another of the four presently "wished to
lose blood and return:" but he was coaxed onwards to the
tarn, where, however, he could see no stars, though it was
noonday. Mr. Green, with his companion Mr. Otley, was among
the earlier adventurers who stood on the highest ridge. He
was so accurate an observer that his descriptions of
unfrequented and unalterable places will never be
antiquated. "From Linthwaite Pike," he says, "on soft green
turf, we descended steeply, first southward, and then in an
easterly direction to the Tarn; a beautiful circular piece
of transparent water, with a well-defined shore. Here we
found ourselves engulphed in a basin of steeps, having Tarn
Crag on the north, the rocks falling from Sharp Edge on the
east, and on the west, the soft turf on which we had made
our downward progress. These side-grounds, in pleasant
grassy banks, verge to the stream issuing from the lake,
whence there is a charming opening to the town of Penrith;
and Cross Fell seen in extreme distance. Wishing to vary our
line in
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