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Title: Round the Lake Country
Year: 1909 (1900s)
Authors: Rawnsley, H. D. (Hardwicke Drummond), 1851-1920
Subjects: England — Description and travel Lake District (England)
Publisher: Glasgow, MacLehose
Contributing Library: Robarts – University of Toronto
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ours of the Cumberland coast. Hither in goodKing Avelings time, came Roman galley to guardthe road-makers and to bring stores of hypocausttiles for the generals house, whose ruin still standsin the pleasant fields hard by. Hither in after daysthe beaked ships of the Norse rovers flew fromMonas Isle, for harrying of the Cumberland farmsand flocks. Hither sailed in later days the fishermerchants bent on quest for pearls, for indeed as lateas the time of Elizabeth the Irt and the Mite havebeen famous for this fresh-water jewelry. But to-day the only seekers of merchandise fromthe shore are the two or three women who staggerup the beach with a sack full of limpets, to bedespatched for those at Manchester who have a littlevinegar and pepper and a pin, and a love of suchdelicacies as Ravenglass can supply. As one passes down the street one is broughtface to face with the land of Egypt, for one notesthat the man who makes boots and shoes bears thetitle of the Egyptian kings. Pharaoh sounds a
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IN A CUMBRIAN GULLERY 41 little strange, till one surmises that is a modernway of spelling the Norse name Faroe, and thathere we have a descendant of the flock master who,for all we know, helped to bring hither the Herdwicksheep long centuries ago. On emerging from thevillage street to the pebbly mussel-covered shore,the vision of Egypt that the bootmakers namebrought before our eyes is not dispelled, for no-where on the coast does the sand-blown rushybillowing of the shore take the traveller so surelyback to the sandy ramparts of the desert of Egyptbetween Nugdol and Pihahiroth on the Red Seaborders as here. We are armed with a permit fromthe kindly Lord of Muncaster. The boatman rows us across the harbour estuary,and bidding us make for a certain opening in thesandy rampire, returns, but not to leave the worldto solitude and me. For scarce have I gained thesandy portal when all the air is darkened with birdwatchers, who had spied the intruder and come outto question his intent. A sh
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