CHAPTER X.
The Berwyn--Mountain Cottage--The Barber's Pole.
On the following morning I strolled up the Berwyn on the south-west of the town, by a broad winding path, which was at first very steep, but by degrees became less so.

When I had accomplished about three parts of the ascent I came to a place where the road, or path, divided into two.

I took the one to the left, which seemingly led to the top of the mountain, and presently came to a cottage from which a dog rushed barking towards me; an old woman, however, coming to the door called him back.

I said a few words to her in Welsh, whereupon in broken English she asked me to enter the cottage and take a glass of milk.

I went in and sat down on a chair which a sickly-looking young woman handed to me.