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man was afraid to leave her, lest he should not find her
again: but he succeeded in reaching the water without losing
sight of her white dress, He dipped his crust, and brought
water in his hat to bathe her face. She revived, ate the
crust, and strove onwards,- persevering on her weary way
till between one and two in the morning, when she met her
sister and a party coming from Seathwaite in Borrowdale,
with a dozen lanterns, to search for her. She gave her guide
"a one-pound note;" (it was so long ago as that) and
afterwards, sent him two more. The whole family connexion of
that lady will remember for ever that there is a Seathwaite
on each side Esk Hause.
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From Cockley Beck, the road climbs the side of Hardknot, and
from the highest point commands a view of the sea. The
descent into Eskdale is charming,- the ravine to the left,
in which the infant river flows down, being beautifully
wooded, and the whole valley, with its few hamlets and many
sheep, lying open, as far as the sea. In three miles from
Cockley Beck, the bridge over the Esk is passed; and Stanley
Ghyll is less than three miles further. Scawfell, and all
that group of summits are in view to the right, during the
descent: and to the left, Birker Force is seen dashing over
the rocks. Bout comes next, and then Dalegarth and Stanley
Ghyll, where our travellers will join their party, after a
walk of sixteen miles from Ambleside.
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