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night and the neighbours went out to seek him.
At that time the old Man had housed himself in
his nest, and he heard the voices of the men; but
could not make them hear, the wind being so loud,
and he was afraid to leave the spot least he
should not ^be^able to find it again, so he remained
there all night, and they returned to their homes
giving him up for lost; but the next morning the
same persons discovered him huddled up in the shetered
work. He was, at first, stupefied and unable to move;
but after he had eaten and drunk, and recollected
himself a little, he walked down the mountain, and did
not afterwards seem to have suffered. As we descend,
the Vale of Patterdale appears very simple and grand
with its two heads, Deep-dale, and Brotherswater or Hart
Hartsop. It is remarkable that two pairs of Bro-
-thers should have been drowned in that Lake. There
is a tradition, at least, that it took its name
from two who were drowned there many years
ago, and it is a fact that two others did meet
that melancholy fate about twenty years since.
It was upon a New-year’s Day. Their Mother had
sent them to thresh some corn, and they, probably
thinking it hard to be so tasked when all others
were keeping holiday, stole out to slide upon
the ice and were both drowned. A Neighbour who