He smiled, and I then said that I liked the Welsh very much, and was particularly fond of their language.

He asked me whether I could read Welsh, and on my telling him I could, he said that if I would walk in he would show me a Welsh book.
I went with him and his wife into a neat kind of kitchen, flagged with stone, where were several young people, their children.

I spoke some Welsh to them which appeared to give them great satisfaction.

The man went to a shelf and taking down a book put it into my hand.

It was a Welsh book, and the title of it in English was "Evening Work of the Welsh." It contained the lives of illustrious Welshmen, commencing with that of Cadwalader.