The enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 188?-1899, 1895-08-14

dDOVe Iuo WdIeI leNel, ,o4U Ie6G III leHgln,
and weighs over 10000 tons. The tube
is made of wrought iron plates, riyeted
together, and it took 1900 men four
years to complete it. The tubes were
first riveted together and hOated on pom
tOOns, then raised into position by hy-
draulic pressure. This bridge is truly
wonderful, but did not impress me as
greatly as it doubtless would have done,
had l not previously crossed the Victoria
tubular bridge, at Montreal, which is
considerably larger. The Menai Supen-
sion is 1000 feet in length, the longest
suspension bridge in England or Wales,
but only about One-siXth as long our own
suspension bridge at Brooklyn. Its long
est span is $50 feet and it is 100 feet
above the highest tide.
In this vicinity are immense slate
Quarries which employ 1900 men and
from which 70,000tOns of states, red, blue,
green and gray, reshipped annually. The
dressed states are called queens, duchess
| es, cOuntesSes, or ladies according to
size and thickness. If a queen" falls
below the proper standard of thickness
she must be cut down to a duchess"
This quarry is claimed by some to be the
largest in the world. Tunnels abound
in this country, especially in the vicinity
of Bangor; and we were not surprised at
any moment to dash into one, and usual
ly had plenty of time for reflection and
suffOcatiOn, before again emerging into
light and air.
From Bangor we pushed on through
Cum-y-glO* to the quaint inland village
cf LlanberiS, "the chamouniX of Wales"
at the foot of SnOwdOn, where we planned
to spend the night, and late in the after
noon were driving through the smaller
village of old Llanberis, loosely connect
ed with Llanberis by intervening farm
houses, and lying at the entrance to the
gorge, and up the Llanberis pass, "the
widest valley in north Wales" with the
SnOwdon range rising peak upon peak on
our right, and that Of Carnedd Llewelyn,
on our left. Through this deep mountain
gorge we slowly tOiled until we reached
! the top of the pass, where we left our
team to rest, and our driver to chat at
the little inn, while we walked half a
mile to spot from whence rare bit of
landscape well repaid our effort. A sill
yer stream winding through the green
valley to lose itself in the little tarn that
lay, half concealed at the foot of a steep
hill, at the farther end here and there a
white cottage or cluster Of farm build
ings, standing out clear against the even
ing sky, or partially hidden by surround
ing trees and shrubbery, and the endless
variety of mountain slope and peak ris-
ing on every side and stretching away as
far as the eye could reach. 1t was very
beautiful; very restful.
The view of the pass was much finer in
the descent than in the upward journey,
and our pace more exhilarating. Every
| turn of the winding road revealed fresh
charms and long before we reached it,
the first village, came into view, as we
rounded bold shoulder of the nearest
hill. A little farther and the whole view
OF LlaGberis was before us, with the dark
gray slate mountain; its side honey
cOmbed with quarries, tier over tier, in
the background; its base washed by the
lovely Llanberis lake on the opposite
shore of which lay the village, with a
quaint little stone church and the ivy
covered tower of an old castle in the fore
ground, and tho purple haze of the early
twilight over all, fair vision, charming
away by the spell Of its beauty the sense
of weariness which began to steal over us
in spite of our enjoyment of the excur-
sion. / was really lOath next morning
to leave the tidy, comfortable, quaint
little inn where every member of the
household from mine host and hostess
down to 'bOGtS' had taken so much in
tereSt in our comfort and treated us so
hospitality assembling en- masse in the
front hall to welcome their coming and
to speed their parting guests. For dan
tiness Of food and service, prompt and
cheerful attendance, and general COM
fort commend me to Welsh inn. The
story that the Welsh live on ham and
eggs for breakfast, eggs and ham for din
ner, and ham and eggs for supper is a
malicious SANDER. The next day was
Saturday, and we longed to stay over
Sunday in this quiet, restful spot, but it
was important that we should reach
Chester, England, Saturday night, so we
fastened on. Fortunately the route and
the time tables were in our favor, and by
making an early start we were able to
visit the three most interesting and i'm
pUrtant places on our way. Aber glen,
and the castles of Conway and CaernarvOn,
and reach Chester not too late in the
evening.
Our first stop was at Caernaryon and
We saw considerable Of this busy, wide
awake town Gt was market day. on our
waytO andfrOm the castle, which isnearly
a half mile from the station. This is by