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Show 4 Cradle of the Dee f (Special Corrcspondenco.) From the mountain crwo out-nashmiT. Thou bright uml Rlorlnus Btream, O'er the minted rocks up-JashliiB, How wild thy waters uleuml Then tho song goes on to Implore tho stream to "tarry in theso mountain moun-tain heights"; but It rushes on unheeding un-heeding to break headlong into tho great unknown world, singing, laughing, laugh-ing, dancing through tho green meadows, mead-ows, onward over tho goldon sands, until It la "lost In tho boundless sea." Now, this Is all vory charming, and tho old song la a tuneful ono; but tho Idea of tho streamlet's suddon birth In somo rocky cave, flashing from gloom of Mother Earth into tho glorl- sharp peaks, notched at Its apex, as though Bomo giant had sought to cleave tho mountain In half and had found It too hard to split.. Which of theso three rlvprs Is tho "Sacrod Deo," in Its first youth Is a disputed point. All of them flow Into Ilala lake, or Llyn Tcgld, a natural lake sumo four miles In length, and surrounded by gentle hills, thickly wooded, moro especially es-pecially on tho northwestern bank. Ilala was onco looked upon as a possible possi-ble reservoir for Liverpool, but found to ho too shallow as a rcllablo water supply, and Vyrnwy rolgns In Its stcadl Ilala, with Its yachtB and boats and trco-covcred banks, presents saWaBaBB9aBLBsas?asAtCir!Stf " st'aBaBaBaBaBaBr'ir'sBaBBaBaBaBaBaBaa llBBlB9S&9elMHKaVZfli BB K.fJ aBasK 1 1 1 MBUKsrauBNPflBRsHBaV9M IaSBaSUaEP!PliuaMarBBBBBHBl Mjt9acft'A!rasvHKl"? Cottage on Torpen-y-Bala. ous sunshlno, is seldom realized. Tho sources of rivers takes many slmpos. Ono may bublo up from a natural spring cither on the wild, freo hillside, or condescend to a most prosaic advent ad-vent In tho back .garden of an inn; whilst another owes Its existence to nothing moro deflnlto than the tiny trickles of Icy water soaking through the brilliant green mosses on tho head' surfneo of a mountain whoso majestic head, Is most often lost to sight Ini misty clouds. It Is remarkable that two famous rivers which evontually mcrgo into tho Irish sea, within a fow miles of each other, should havo no do-flnltely-mnrkcd source. Who Is to do-cldo do-cldo when geographers disagree as to the precise spot where tho Mersey Is tho Mersey and ttho Deo becomes the Deo? Tho Morsoy is formed by tho confluence of two or three rivers, and ,tho Dee by threo rivers and a lake. On a map of Merionethshire, between tho estuary of tho Mawddnch and Bala Lake, you -may sco a spot marked "Source of Deo." Closo by aro the Irregularly radiating lines which Indicate Indi-cate mountains, and labeled Aran Uenllyn. 2,902 foot .This is what you see on the jnnp. .Hut, looking at Aran Itself from tho high ground abovo the lake, yon eoo .a tall peaky mountain rising rather abruptly from a spreading spread-ing base On .ono aide It seems Bcoopcd out and precipitous, on others tho ascent lodks rfalrjy easy. Aran guards one 'corner of a wido valley, which leads down towards Barmouth, and nt tho end Cader Idris looms up big and solid. On tho slopes north and cast -of Arun two small rivers are born, the Dyfrdwy and' the Twrch, tho former supposed to be tho true Dee. As you stand watching tho towering mountain top, jrroy and whlto clouds steal almost Imperceptibly across, trailing a soft fringe- of vapor over the dark Silurian rocks, and you can fancy how tho flat, grey lichens suckiup tho water, and the imosscs and short grasses become pearled with drops of moisture; bow -tho water gradually takes to itself deflnlto forms. Very soon docs the poor little river tako part in the work-a-day world, for man has diverted a limb of it to hurry away and grapplo with, und turn amazod somersaults over tho mill- a charming prospect, especially In the evening. Bala Is reported to bo a rainy place, and n dlsnppolntcd tour-lt tour-lt once wroto hid experience of tho weather In the following linos: The weather depends on tho moon aa a rule. And I've found that the saying Is true; For nt Bnln It rains when tho moon's at tho full , And It rnlns when tho moon's at tho new, Ayhcn the moon's at the quarter, then down comis tho rain, At tho half It's no better, I ween; tyiien the moon's at threc,-quartors It's nt It ncjaln, And It rnlns besides mostly betwcenl Thero aro several traditions connected connect-ed with Bala Indeed, whero in North' Wales Is thero n spot exompt from legends of one kind or another? Thero is a fanciful tradition that tho waters ot tho Dee never mlnglo with tho "commoner waters" of tho lake, and cmergo as uncoutamlnatcd at tho upper' up-per' end of tho lake as when they entered en-tered at tho lower! Thero Is In tho town of Bala a mound called Tomen-y-Bala, a coign of vantngo, whence you may have a pennyworth of views over tho lake and neighborhood. Another legend says that It was tho bursting ot tho banks of Ilala I. alio that caused tho flood, and that Tomen-y-Bala was tho original Mount Arnrnt! Bala is n famous fishing place, and you (may see tho lovers of tho gentle sport standing knee-deep, patiently angling for trout, roach, porch and a peculiar fish -called tho "gwynlad," a kind of tront Which obtains hero, and In some Swiss lakes. Tho universally-recognized Deo flows out of Bala, nnd becomes dlrectjy a very respectable-sized river, meandering through the wldo valley, with rippling shallows and placid depths, through tho country coun-try especially haunted by memories of Owen Glendower, until It enters the beautiful Vale of Llangollen. 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Its mysterious path Is bidden from our peering eyes, and wo can only staml and gaze upon the mountains ouibitiretl Jiy the clouds fresh risen from th,e wldo spa, and say In our feoblo fimlilon "See, Aran ha h! nlphtrnn on'" |