He also won a prize of fifteen guineas at a meeting of bards in London." We returned to the kitchen, where I found the good woman of the house waiting with a plate of bread-and-butter in one hand, and a glass of buttermilk in the other--she pressed me to partake of both--I drank some of the buttermilk, which was excellent, and after a little more discourse shook the kind people by the hand and thanked them for their hospitality.
As I was about to depart the man said that I should find the lane farther up very wet, and that I had better mount through a field at the back of the house.

He took me to a gate, which he opened, and then pointed out the way which I must pursue.

As I went away he said that both he and his family should be always happy to see me at Ty yn y Pistyll, which words, interpreted, are the house by the spout of water.
I went up the field with the lane on my right, down which ran a runnel of water, from which doubtless the house derived its name.

I soon came to an unenclosed part of the mountain covered with gorse and whin, and still proceeding upward reached a road, which I subsequently learned was the main road from Llangollen over the hill.

I was not long in gaining the top which was nearly level.