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tried the same experiment, but was unable (on account of the 
tree's growth) to embrace it by three inches. This beautiful 
"son of the forest" is not of above sixty years standing; 
its bole is about forty-five feet high, perfectly straight 
and clear of branch or knot; its head is a verdant 
hemisphere, whose form is no farther broken than is 
sufficient to make it picturesque, and its intrinsic value 
is upwards of fifty pounds. I must remark, that among the 
singularities of this vicinity, the ground being the 
property of one person, and the wood (in many places) of 
another, is worthy our notice: I must likewise add, that the 
lands here are generally held by the curtesy of England, 
which I am scarce lawyer enough to understand. If a woman is 
possessed of any of these lands, and marries, the estate 
becomes her husband's for life, whether she dies having 
issue or not, even if he marries again. And if a man dies 
possessed of such an estate, leaving a widow, the widow 
holds the whole during her natural life, though she marries 
again. This was an act of the Queen Elizabeth, as the title 
deeds set forth, but on what occasion I cannot find. 
  
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If the traveller wishes to return by way of Penrith, it may 
be done from Ambleside, the distance is 23 miles; two miles 
and three quarters of which, from Ambleside, is very steep, 
though carriages may travel upon it without much difficulty. 
Before we come to the top of Kirkstone, we see on the 
right hand, at a small distance, several cairns, one of them 
remarkably large, but upon what occasion they were raised we 
have no tradition; the place where they are situated is 
called Woundale, but what is the signification or 
derivation of that name I am unable to determine. Having 
reached the top of Kirkstone, we again enter 
Patterdale; here is a curious view (of the bird's-eye kind,) 
down a Glen or Gulph of great depth, eight or 
nine miles. The road is down this Glen, very pleasant 
and good, between amazing high mountains, which strike the 
traveller with more awe than any he will as yet have seen; 
their sides are more perpendicular and rugged than any other 
I have seen of equal height, and under them we are obliged 
to travel, as both sides are alike. Here are rock upon rock, 
precipice above precipice, some fixed, others like to tumble 
down on each side of you; there is no where more than the 
breadth of the road between them, sometimes not so much, as 
it now and then takes the side of the mountains, accompanied 
by a rivulet which runs rapidly down its uneven bed, foaming 
and bounding from place to place: This brook, being 
augmented by several little springs, forms a pretty large 
runner before it falls into Broadwater, called by 
some Brotherwater, a lake, about half a mile long, 
and near as much broad, close on the side of which we pass. 
The traveller when coming down Kirkstone will be surprised 
to find trout in the brook to the very top of it; and indeed 
I am astonished how the fishes can spring from a pool up a 
rock five feet high, into another bason above, and so on, 
from pool to pool; but that they do so is certain, always 
endeavouring to get as near the head of a stream as they can 
to lay their spawn; and in the fence months, (or spawning 
time,) I have seen them throw themselves up against the 
rock, tumble down again, try again, fall upon the dry 
ground, sometimes regain the water, and sometimes perish in 
the attempt. At that time of the year you likewise see more 
kites and other birds of prey, fly about these brooks than 
any other, as I suppose to seize the fish that have missed 
their leap and fallen on the banks of the stream, and unable 
to regain their element. - Oh, Nature! what a desire in thee 
to propagate thy species, even to hazarding of life! Trout 
and salmon only wish to lay their spawn as near the head of 
a stream as they possibly can. Salmon come to the foot of 
Ulswater to spawn, but never enter it. Grey trout and others 
leave Ulswater and come to the foot of this Lake, but never 
enter it. Salmon never enter Derwentwater, but pass the foot 
of it, and leave Keswick several miles, following the 
streams in a flood as far as they can, and return with 
another flood. 
  
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A little above the Lake, on the other side, is Hartsop-hall, 
a farm house of Earl Lonsdale, who hath a small manor here 
called Hartsop, it is part of the barony of Kendale. 
In Broadwater, or Brotherwater, two young men, 
(brothers) were drowned together in December 1785, by the 
ice breaking under them. The inhabitants have a tradition 
that 
  
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