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to heaven; and finally conducted him to the dominions  of the Giant Despair。

NO HAY ATAJO SIN TRABAJO。

'There is no short cut Without some deep rut。'

says the Spanish proverb。

We now began to descend the valley by a broad and excellent  CARRETERA; or carriage road; which was cut out of the steep side of  the mountain on our right。  On our left was the gorge; down which  tumbled the run of water which I have before mentioned。  The road  was tortuous; and at every turn the scene became more picturesque。   The gorge gradually widened; and the brook at its bottom; fed by a  multitude of springs; 'grew' more considerable; but it was soon far  beneath us; pursuing its headlong course till it reached level  ground; where it flowed in the midst of a beautiful but confined  prairie。  There was something silvan and savage in the mountains on  the further side; clad from foot to pinnacle with trees; so closely  growing that the eye was unable to obtain a glimpse of the hill… sides which were uneven with ravines and gulleys; the haunts of the  wolf; the wild boar and the CORSO or mountain…stag; the last of  which; as I was informed by a peasant who was driving a car of  oxen; frequently descended to feed in the prairie and were shot for  the sake of their skins; for the flesh being strong and  disagreeable is held at no account。  But notwithstanding the  wildness of these regions; the handiworks of man were visible。  The  sides of the gorge though precipitous were yellow with little  fields of barley; and we saw a hamlet and church down in the  prairie below; whilst merry songs ascended to our ears from where  the mowers were toiling with their scythes; cutting the luxuriant  and abundant grass。  I could scarcely believe that I was in Spain;  in general so brown; so arid and cheerless; and I almost fancied  myself in Greece; in that land of ancient glory; whose mountain and  forest scenery Theocritus has so well described。

At the bottom of the valley we entered a small village washed by  the brook; which had now swelled almost to a stream。  A more  romantic situation I had never witnessed。  It was surrounded and  almost overhung by huge mountains; and embowered in trees of  various kinds; waters sounded; nightingales sang; and the cuckoo's  full note boomed from the distant branches; but the village was  miserable。  The huts were built of slate…stones; of which the  neighbouring hills seemed to be principally composed; and roofed  with the same; but not in the neat tidy manner of English houses;  for the slates were of all sizes; and seemed to be flung on in  confusion。  We were spent with heat and thirst; and sitting down on  a stone bench I entreated a woman to give us a little water。  The  woman said she would; but added that she expected to be paid for  it。  My Greek on hearing this burst into horrid execrations; and  speaking Greek; Turkish and Spanish invoked the vengeance of the  PANHAGIA on the heartless woman; saying 'If I were to offer a  Mahometan gold for a draught of water; he would dash it in my face;  and you are a Catholic with the stream running at your door。'  I  told him to be silent; and giving the woman two CUARTOS repeated my  request; whereupon she took a pitcher; and; going to the stream;  filled it with water。  It tasted muddy and disagreeable; but it  drowned the fever which was devouring me。

We again mounted and proceeded on our way; which for a considerable  distance lay along the margin of the stream; which now fell in  small cataracts; now brawled over stones; and at other times ran  dark and silent through deep pools overhung with tall willows …  pools which seemed to abound with the finny tribe; for huge trout  frequently sprang from the water catching the brilliant fly which  skimmed along its deceitful surface。  How delightful!  The sun was  rolling high in the firmament; casting from its girdle of fire the  most glorious rays; so that the atmosphere was flickering with  their splendour; but their fierceness was either warded off by the  shadow of the trees or rendered innocuous either by the refreshing  coolness which rose from the waters or by the gentle breezes which  murmured at intervals over the meadows 'fanning the cheek or  raising the hair' of the wanderer。  The hills gradually receded;  till at last we entered a plain where tall grass was undulating;  and mighty chestnut…trees in full blossom spread their giant and  umbrageous boughs。  Beneath many stood cars; the tired oxen  prostrate on the ground; the cross…bar of the pole which they  support pressing heavily on their heads; whilst their drivers were  either employed in cooking or were enjoying a delicious SIESTA in  the grass and shade。  I went up to one of the largest of these  groups and demanded of the individuals whether they were in need of  the Testament of Jesus Christ。  They stared at one another and then  at me; till at last a young man who was dandling a long gun in his  hands as he reclined demanded of me what it was; at the same time  enquiring whether I was a Catalan; 'for you speak hoarse;' said he;  'and are tall and fair like that family。'  I sat down amongst them  and said I was no Catalan; but I came from a spot in the western  sea many leagues distant to sell that book at half the price it  cost; and that their souls' welfare depended upon their being  acquainted with it。  I then explained to them the nature of the New  Testament and read to them the Parable of the Sower。  They stared  at each other again; but said that they were poor and could not buy  books。  I rose; mounted; and was going away; saying to them:   'Peace bide with you。'  Whereupon the young man with the gun rose;  and saying; 'CASPITA! this is odd;' snatched the book from my hand;  and gave me the price I had demanded。

Perhaps the whole world might be searched in vain for a spot whose  natural charms could rival those of this plain or valley of  Bembibre; with its wall of mighty mountains; its spreading  chestnut…trees; and its groves of oaks and willows which clothe the  banks of its stream; a tributary to the Minho。  True it is that  when I passed through it the candle of heaven was blazing in full  splendour; and everything lighted by its rays looked gay; glad and  blessed。  Whether it would have filled me with the same feelings of  admiration if viewed beneath another sky I will not pretend to  determine; but it certainly possessed advantages which at no time  could fail to delight; for it exhibited all the peaceful beauties  of an English landscape blended with something wild and grand; and  I thought within myself that he must be a restless dissatisfied man  who born amongst those scenes would wish to quit them。  At the time  I would have desired no better fate than that of a shepherd on the  prairies or a hunter on the hills of Bembibre。

Three hours passed away; and we were in another situation。  We had  halted and refreshed ourselves and horses at Bembibre; a village of  mud and slate; and which possessed little to attract attention。  We  were now ascending; for the road was over one of the extreme ledges  of those frontier hills which I have before so often mentioned; but  the aspect of heaven had blackened; clouds were rolling rapidly  from the west over the mountains; and a cold wind was moaning  dismally。  'There is a storm travelling through the air;' said a  peasant; whom we overtook mounted on a wretched mule; 'and the  Asturians had better be on the look…out; for it is speeding in  their direction。'  He had scarce spoken when a light so vivid and  dazzling that it seemed the whole lustre of the fiery element was  concentrated therein broke around us; filling the whole atmosphere;  and covering rock; tree and mountain with a glare indescribable。   The mule of the peasant tumbled prostrate; while the horse I rode  reared himself perpendicularly; and turning round dashed down the  hill at headlong speed which for some time it was impossible to  check。  The lightning was followed by a peal almost as terrible;  but distant; for it sounded hollow and deep; the hills; however;  caught up its voice; seemingly pitching it along their summits;  till it was lost in interminable space。  Other flashes and peals  succeeded; but slight in

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