I just tasted it, gave the child a penny and blessed her.
"Oes genoch tad ?" "No," said she; "but I have a mam." Tad in mam; blessed sounds; in all languages expressing the same blessed things.
After walking for some hours I saw a tall blue hill in the far distance before me.

"What is the name of that hill ?" said I to a woman whom I met.
"Pen Caer Gybi," she replied.
Soon after I came to a village near to a rocky gully.

On inquiring the name of the village, I was told it was Llan yr Afon, or the church of the river.

I passed on; the country was neither grand nor pretty--it exhibited a kind of wildness, however, which did not fail to interest me--there were stones, rocks and furze in abundance.

Turning round the corner of a hill, I observed through the mists of evening, which began to gather about me, what seemed to be rather a genteel house on the roadside; on my left, and a little way behind it a strange kind of monticle, on which I thought I observed tall upright stones.