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ir; gray moor walled up to heaven。

A quiet; silent; rich; happy place; a narrow crack cut deep into the earth; so deep; and so out of the way; that the bad bogies can hardly find it out。  The name of the place is Vendale; and if you want to see it for yourself; you must go up into the High Craven; and search from Bolland Forest north by Ingleborough; to the Nine Standards and Cross Fell; and if you have not found it; you must turn south; and search the Lake Mountains; down to Scaw Fell and the sea; and then; if you have not found it; you must go northward again by merry Carlisle; and search the Cheviots all across; from Annan Water to Berwick Law; and then; whether you have found Vendale or not; you will have found such a country; and such a people; as ought to make you proud of being a British boy。

So Tom went to go down; and first he went down three hundred feet of steep heather; mixed up with loose brown grindstone; as rough as a file; which was not pleasant to his poor little heels; as he came bump; stump; jump; down the steep。  And still he thought he could throw a stone into the garden。

Then he went down three hundred feet of lime…stone terraces; one below the other; as straight as if a carpenter had ruled them with his ruler and then cut them out with his chisel。  There was no heath there; but …

First; a little grass slope; covered with the prettiest flowers; rockrose and saxifrage; and thyme and basil; and all sorts of sweet herbs。

Then bump down a two…foot step of limestone。

Then another bit of grass and flowers。

Then bump down a one…foot step。

Then another bit of grass and flowers for fifty yards; as steep as the house…roof; where he had to slide down on his dear little tail。

Then another step of stone; ten feet high; and there he had to stop himself; and crawl along the edge to find a crack; for if he had rolled over; he would have rolled right into the old woman's garden; and frightened her out of her wits。

Then; when he had found a dark narrow crack; full of green…stalked fern; such as hangs in the basket in the drawing…room; and had crawled down through it; with knees and elbows; as he would down a chimney; there was another grass slope; and another step; and so on; till … oh; dear me!  I wish it was all over; and so did he。 And yet he thought he could throw a stone into the old woman's garden。

At last he came to a bank of beautiful shrubs; white…beam with its great silver…backed leaves; and mountain…ash; and oak; and below them cliff and crag; cliff and crag; with great beds of crown…ferns and wood…sedge; while through the shrubs he could see the stream sparkling; and hear it murmur on the white pebbles。  He did not know that it was three hundred feet below。

You would have been giddy; perhaps; at looking down:  but Tom was not。  He was a brave little chimney…sweep; and when he found himself on the top of a high cliff; instead of sitting down and crying for his baba (though he never had had any baba to cry for); he said; 〃Ah; this will just suit me!〃 though he was very tired; and down he went; by stock and stone; sedge and ledge; bush and rush; as if he had been born a jolly little black ape; with four hands instead of two。

And all the while he never saw the Irishwoman coming down behind him。

But he was getting terribly tired now。  The burning sun on the fells had sucked him up; but the damp heat of the woody crag sucked him up still more; and the perspiration ran out of the ends of his fingers and toes; and washed him cleaner than he had been for a whole year。  But; of course; he dirtied everything; terribly as he went。  There has been a great black smudge all down the crag ever since。  And there have been more black beetles in Vendale since than ever were known before; all; of course; owing to Tom's having blacked the original papa of them all; just as he was setting off to be married; with a sky…blue coat and scarlet leggins; as smart as a gardener's dog with a polyanthus in his mouth。

At last he got to the bottom。  But; behold; it was not the bottom … as people usually find when they are coming down a mountain。  For at the foot of the crag were heaps and heaps of fallen limestone of every size from that of your head to that of a stage…waggon; with holes between them full of sweet heath…fern; and before Tom got through them; he was out in the bright sunshine again; and then he felt; once for all and suddenly; as people generally do; that he was b…e…a…t; beat。

You must expect to be beat a few times in your life; little man; if you live such a life as a man ought to live; let you be as strong and healthy as you may:  and when you are; you will find it a very ugly feeling。  I hope that that day you may have a stout staunch friend by you who is not beat; for; if you have not; you had best lie where you are; and wait for better times; as poor Tom did。

He could not get on。  The sun was burning; and yet he felt chill all over。  He was quite empty; and yet he felt quite sick。  There was but two hundred yards of smooth pasture between him and the cottage; and yet he could not walk down it。  He could hear the stream murmuring only one field beyond it; and yet it seemed to him as if it was a hundred miles off。

He lay down on the grass till the beetles ran over him; and the flies settled on his nose。  I don't know when he would have got up again; if the gnats and the midges had not taken compassion on him。 But the gnats blew their trumpets so loud in his ear; and the midges nibbled so at his hands and face wherever they could find a place free from soot; that at last he woke up; and stumbled away; down over a low wall; and into a narrow road; and up to the cottage…door。

And a neat pretty cottage it was; with clipped yew hedges all round the garden; and yews inside too; cut into peacocks and trumpets and teapots and all kinds of queer shapes。  And out of the open door came a noise like that of the frogs on the Great…A; when they know that it is going to be scorching hot to…morrow … and how they know that I don't know; and you don't know; and nobody knows。

He came slowly up to the open door; which was all hung round with clematis and roses; and then peeped in; half afraid。

And there sat by the empty fireplace; which was filled with a pot of sweet herbs; the nicest old woman that ever was seen; in her red petticoat; and short dimity bedgown; and clean white cap; with a black silk handkerchief over it; tied under her chin。  At her feet sat the grandfather of all the cats; and opposite her sat; on two benches; twelve or fourteen neat; rosy; chubby little children; learning their Chris…cross…row; and gabble enough they made about it。

Such a pleasant cottage it was; with a shiny clean stone floor; and curious old prints on the walls; and an old black oak sideboard full of bright pewter and brass dishes; and a cuckoo clock in the corner; which began shouting as soon as Tom appeared:  not that it was frightened at Tom; but that it was just eleven o'clock。

All the children started at Tom's dirty black figure; … the girls began to cry; and the boys began to laugh; and all pointed at him rudely enough; but Tom was too tired to care for that。

〃What art thou; and what dost want?〃 cried the old dame。  〃A chimney…sweep!  Away with thee!  I'll have no sweeps here。〃

〃Water;〃 said poor little Tom; quite faint。

〃Water?  There's plenty i' the beck;〃 she said; quite sharply。

〃But I can't get there; I'm most clemmed with hunger and drought。〃 And Tom sank down upon the door…step; and laid his head against the post。

And the old dame looked at him through her spectacles one minute; and two; and three; and then she said; 〃He's sick; and a bairn's a bairn; sweep or none。〃

〃Water;〃 said Tom。

〃God forgive me!〃 and she put by her spectacles; and rose; and came to Tom。  〃Water's bad for thee; I'll give thee milk。〃  And she toddled off into the next room; and brought a cup of milk and a bit of bread。

Tom drank the milk off at one draught; and then looked up; revived。

〃Where didst come from?〃 said the dame。

〃Over Fell; there;〃 said Tom; and pointed up into the sky。

〃Over Harthover? and down Lewthwaite Crag?  Art sure thou art not lying?〃

〃Why should I?〃 said Tom; and leant his head against the post。

〃And how got ye up there?〃

〃I came over from the Place;〃 and Tom was so tired and desperate he had no heart or time to think of a story; so he told all the truth in a few words。

〃Bless thy little heart!  And thou hast not been stealing; then?〃

〃No。〃

〃Bless thy little heart! and I'll warrant not。  Why; God's guided the bairn; because he was innocent!  Away from the Place; and over Harthover Fell; and down Lewthwaite Crag!  Who ever heard the like; if God hadn't led him?  Why dost not eat thy bread?〃

〃I can't。〃

〃It's good enough; for I made it myself。〃

〃I can't;〃 said Tom; and he laid his head on his knees; and then asked …

〃Is it Sunday?〃

〃No; then; why should it be?〃

〃Because I hear the church…bells ringing so。〃

〃Bless thy pretty heart!  The bairn's sick。  Come wi' me; and I'll hap thee up somewhere。  If thou wert a bit cleaner I'd put thee in my own bed; for the Lord's sake。  But come along here。〃

But when Tom tried to get up; he

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