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which stands on a green grassy slope; from which it derives its 
Welsh name of Castell y Waen; gwaen in the Cumrian language 
signifying a meadow or uninclosed place。  It fronts the west; the 
direction from which we were coming; on each side it shows five 
towers; of which the middlemost; which protrudes beyond the rest; 
and at the bottom of which is the grand gate; is by far the 
bulkiest。  A noble edifice it looked; and to my eye bore no slight 
resemblance to Windsor Castle。

Seeing a kind of ranger; we inquired of him what it was necessary 
for us to do; and by his direction proceeded to the southern side 
of the castle; and rung the bell at a small gate。  The southern 
side had a far more antique appearance than the western; huge 
towers with small windows; and partly covered with ivy; frowned 
down upon us。  A servant making his appearance; I inquired whether 
we could see the house; he said we could; and that the housekeeper 
would show it to us in a little time but that at present she was 
engaged。  We entered a large quadrangular court:  on the left…hand 
side was a door and staircase leading into the interior of the 
building; and farther on was a gateway; which was no doubt the 
principal entrance from the park。  On the eastern side of the 
spacious court was a kennel; chained to which was an enormous dog; 
partly of the bloodhound; partly of the mastiff species; who 
occasionally uttered a deep magnificent bay。  As the sun was hot; 
we took refuge from it under the gateway; the gate of which; at the 
further end; towards the park; was closed。  Here my wife and 
daughter sat down on a small brass cannon; seemingly a six…pounder; 
which stood on a very dilapidated carriage; from the appearance of 
the gun; which was of an ancient form; and very much battered; and 
that of the carriage; I had little doubt that both had been in the 
castle at the time of the siege。  As my two loved ones sat; I 
walked up and down; recalling to my mind all I had heard and read 
in connection with this castle。  I thought of its gallant defence 
against the men of Oliver; I thought of its roaring hospitality in 
the time of the fourth Sir Thomas; and I thought of the many 
beauties who had been born in its chambers; had danced in its 
halls; had tripped across its court; and had subsequently given 
heirs to illustrious families。

At last we were told that she housekeeper was waiting for us。  The 
housekeeper; who was a genteel; good…looking young woman; welcomed 
us at the door which led into the interior of the house。  After we 
had written our names; she showed us into a large room or hall on 
the right…hand side on the ground floor; where were some helmets 
and ancient halberts; and also some pictures of great personages。  
The floor was of oak; and so polished and slippery; that walking 
upon it was attended with some danger。  Wishing that John Jones; 
our faithful attendant; who remained timidly at the doorway; should 
participate with us in the wonderful sights we were about to see; I 
inquired of the housekeeper whether he might come with us。  She 
replied with a smile that it was not the custom to admit guides 
into the apartments; but that he might come; provided he chose to 
take off his shoes; adding; that the reason she wished him to take 
off his shoes was; an apprehension that if he kept them on he would 
injure the floors with their rough nails。  She then went to John 
Jones; and told him in English that he might attend us; provided he 
took off his shoes; poor John; however; only smiled and said 〃Dim 
Saesneg!〃

〃You must speak to him in your native language;〃 said I; 〃provided 
you wish him to understand you … he has no English。〃

〃I am speaking to him in my native language;〃 said the young 
housekeeper; with another smile … 〃and if he has no English; I have 
no Welsh。〃

〃Then you are English?〃 said I。

〃Yes;〃 she replied; 〃a native of London。〃

〃Dear me;〃 said I。  〃Well; it's no bad thing to be English after 
all; and as for not speaking Welsh; there are many in Wales who 
would be glad to have much less Welsh than they have。〃  I then told 
John Jones the condition on which he might attend us; whereupon he 
took off his shoes with great glee and attended us; holding them in 
his hand。

We presently went upstairs; to what the housekeeper told us was the 
principal drawing…room; and a noble room it was; hung round with 
the portraits of kings and queens; and the mighty of the earth。  
Here; on canvas; was noble Mary; the wife of William of Orange; and 
her consort by her side; whose part like a true wife she always 
took。  Here was wretched Mary of Scotland; the murderess of her own 
lord。  Here were the two Charleses and both the Dukes of Ormond … 
the great Duke who fought stoutly in Ireland against Papist and 
Roundhead; and the Pretender's Duke who tried to stab his native 
land; and died a foreign colonel。  And here; amongst other 
daughters of the house; was the very proud daughter of the house; 
the Warwick Dowager who married the Spectator; and led him the life 
of a dog。  She looked haughty and cold; and not particularly 
handsome; but I could not help gazing with a certain degree of 
interest and respect on the countenance of the vixen; who served 
out the gentility worshipper in such prime style。  Many were the 
rooms which we entered; of which I shall say nothing; save that 
they were noble in size and rich in objects of interest。  At last 
we came to what was called the picture gallery。  It was a long 
panelled room; extending nearly the whole length of the northern 
side。  The first thing which struck us on entering was the huge 
skin of a lion stretched out upon the floor; the head; however; 
which was towards the door; was stuffed; and with its monstrous 
teeth looked so formidable and life…like; that we were almost 
afraid to touch it。  Against every panel was a portrait; amongst 
others was that of Sir Thomas Middleton; the stout governor of the 
castle; during the time of the siege。  Near to it was the portrait 
of his rib; Dame Middleton。  Farther down on the same side were two 
portraits of Nell Gwynn; the one painted when she was a girl; the 
other when she had attained a more mature age。  They were both by 
Lely; the Apelles of the Court of wanton Charles。  On the other 
side was one of the Duke of Gloucester; the son of Queen Anne; who; 
had he lived; would have kept the Georges from the throne。  In this 
gallery on the southern side was a cabinet of ebony and silver; 
presented by Charles the Second to the brave warrior Sir Thomas; 
and which; according to tradition; cost seven thousand pounds。  
This room; which was perhaps the most magnificent in the castle; 
was the last we visited。  The candle of God; whilst we wandered 
through these magnificent halls; was flaming in the firmament; and 
its rays; penetrating through the long narrow windows; showed them 
off; and all the gorgeous things which they contained to great 
advantage。  When we left the castle we all said; not excepting John 
Jones; that we had never seen in our lives anything more princely 
and delightful than the interior。

After a little time; my wife and daughter complaining of being 
rather faint; I asked John Jones whether there was an inn in the 
neighbourhood where some refreshment could be procured。  He said 
there was; and that he would conduct us to it。  We directed our 
course towards the east; rousing successively; and setting a…
scampering; three large herds of deer … the common ones were yellow 
and of no particular size … but at the head of each herd we 
observed a big old black fellow with immense antlers; one of these 
was particularly large; indeed as huge as a bull。  We soon came to 
the verge of a steep descent; down which we went; not without some 
risk of falling。  At last we came to a gate; it was locked; 
however; on John Jones shouting; an elderly man with his right hand 
bandaged; came and opened it。  I asked him what was the matter with 
his hand; and he told me that he had lately lost three fingers 
whilst working at a saw…mill up at the castle。  On my inquiring 
about the inn h

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