We felt rather disappointed, as we expected that it would have turned out to be the figure of some huge Welsh champion of old.

We, however, said nothing to our guide.

John Jones, in order that we might properly appreciate the size of the statue by contrasting it with his own body, got upon the pedestal and stood up beside the figure, to the elbow of which his head little more than reached.
I told him that in my country, the eastern part of Lloegr, I had seen a man quite as tall as the statue.
"Indeed, sir," said he; "who is it ?" "Hales the Norfolk giant," I replied, "who has a sister seven inches shorter than himself, who is yet seven inches taller than any man in the county when her brother is out of it." When John Jones got down he asked me who the man was whom the statue was intended to represent.
"Erchwl," I replied, "a mighty man of old, who with club cleared the country of thieves, serpents, and monsters." I now proposed that we should return to Llangollen, whereupon we retraced our steps, and had nearly reached the farm-house of the castle when John Jones said that we had better return by the low road, by doing which we should see the castle-lodge and also its gate which was considered one of the wonders of Wales.

We followed his advice and passing by the front of the castle northwards soon came to the lodge.

The lodge had nothing remarkable in its appearance, but the gate which was of iron was truly magnificent.
On the top were two figures of wolves which John Jones supposed to be those of foxes.