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linger awhile, that he may learn by heart every feature of
this gay and lovely scene. The lane he has just passed to
the right leads him to the grassy bridle-road called
Loughrigg Terrace, whence the best views are obtained of
both Grasmere and Rydal lakes, and which leads along the
uplands and then by Rydal Lake back to the valley of the
Rothay. We must leave it now, and plunge down Red Bank,
which has the characteristics of a Norwegian road. At the
cistern at the bottom, the stranger enters his car, and
passes farm houses between him and the lake, and villas on
the rocky and wooded bank on the left; and, at the corner,
where the road turns to the village, the cluster of
lodging-houses, called St. Oswald's, where the Hydropathic
Establishment struggled on for a time, but found the
Westmorland winters too long for invalids.
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The driver must stop at the Red Lion, to order dinner. It is
an old-fashioned little place, where the traveller's choice
is usually between ham and eggs and eggs and ham; with the
addition, however, of cheese and oat cake. He goes to the
Red Lion now merely because it is on the way to his
destination. If he were going to stay at Grasmere, he would
take up his abode at the Hotel kept by Mr. Brown. The beauty
of the view from that house is evident at a glance; and good
accommodations will be found within, with ample means of
conveyance of all kinds. Whatever the dinner at the Red Lion
is to be, it must not be ready under two or three hours;-
rather three than two. He proceeds for a mile between fences
before he reaches the opening of Easedale. The gate
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