|  | Page 38:- Glencoin,- all recesses full of beauty. Tales are told of 
artists who, turning into Glencoin, to find materials for a 
sketch, have not come out again for three months, finding 
themselves overwhelmed with tempting subjects for the 
pencil. The singularly primitive character of the popular 
mind in those secluded corners is almost as great an 
incitement to study as the variety and richness of the 
foregrounds and the colouring.
 Ullswater has two bends, and is shaped like a relaxed Z. At 
the first bend, the boat draws to shore, below Lyulph's 
Tower, an ivy-covered little castle, built for a 
shooting-box by the late Duke of Norfolk; but it stands on 
the site of a real old tower, named, it is said, after the 
Ulf, or L'Ulf, the first Baron of Greystoke, who gave its 
name to the lake. Some, however, insist that the real name 
is Wolf's Tower. The park which surrounds it, and stretches 
down to the lake, is studded with ancient trees; and the 
sides of its watercourses, and the depths of its ravines, 
are luxuriantly wooded. Vast hills, with climbing tracks, 
rise behind, on which the herds of deer are occasionally 
seen, like brown shadows from the clouds. They are safe 
there from being startled (as they are in the glades of the 
park) by strangers who come to find out Ara Force by 
following the sound of the fall. Our tourist must take a 
guide to this waterfall from the tower.
 
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