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Gelert had capsized the cradle in the scuffle. "Oh, Gelert! Oh, Gelert!" said the prince, "my favourite hound, my favourite hound! Thou hast been slain by thy master's hand, and in death thou hast licked thy master's hand!" He patted the dog, but it was too late, and poor Gelert died licking his master's hand.
And now I came to a milestone on which I read with difficulty: "Three miles to Beth Gelert." The way for some time had been upward, but now it was downward. I reached a torrent, which coming from the north-west rushed under a bridge, over which I passed. The torrent attended me on my right hand the whole way to Beth Gelert. The descent now became very rapid.
However, I have been to Pen Caer Gybi, which you call Holy Head, and to Beth Gelert, sir." "What took you to those places?" "I was sent to those places on business, sir; as I told you before, sir, I sometimes execute commissions. At Beth Gelert I stayed some time. It was there I married, sir; my wife comes from a place called Dol Gellyn near Beth Gelert." "What was her name?"
Do you come from Caernarvon?" "Farther than that," said I. "I come from Bangor." "To-day, sir, and walking?" "To-day, and walking." "You must be rather tired, sir, you came along the valley very slowly." "I am not in the slightest degree tired," said I; "when I start from here, I shall put on my best pace, and soon get to Beth Gelert."
This auld-lang-syne story stands out in the throng of old schoolday memories as clearly as if I had myself been one of that Welsh hunting-party heard the bugles blowing, seen Gelert slain, joined in the search for the lost child, discovered it at last happy and smiling among the grass and bushes beside the dead, mangled wolf, and wept with Llewellyn over the sad fate of his noble, faithful dog friend.
Poor P-, whose only crime was trying to defend himself with fist and candlestick from the manual attacks of his brutal messmates. The Valley of Gelert Legend of the Dog Magnificent Scenery The Knicht Goats in Wales The Frightful Crag Temperance House Smile and Curtsey.
"I had tea for my breakfast at Beth Gelert," said I, "and want no more till to-morrow morning. What's the name of that strange- looking crag across the valley?" "We call it Craig yr hyll ddrem, sir; which means I don't know what it means in English." "Does it mean the crag of the frightful look?" "It does, sir," said the woman; "ah, I see you understand Welsh. Sometimes it's called Allt Traeth."
"I have already been up the Wyddfa from Llanberis," said I, "and am now going through Beth Gelert to Llangollen, where my family are; were I going up Snowdon again I should most certainly start from your house under your guidance, and were I not in a hurry at present, I would certainly take up my quarters here for a week, and every day snake excursions with you into the recesses of Eryri.
National School The Young Preacher Pont Bettws Spanish Words Two Tongues, Two Faces The Elephant's Snout Llyn Cwellyn The Snowdon Ranger My House Castell y Cidwm Descent to Beth Gelert. IT might be about three o'clock in the afternoon when I left Caernarvon for Beth Gelert, distant about thirteen miles.
"A gentleman named Llewelyn had a fine hunter, which he called Gelert. One day, the dog refused to accompany his master to the chase, which made him very angry. "Gelert always kept sentinel at night at the door of his bedchamber, and, on his return from the chase, Llewelyn met the dog coming from the room, covered with blood.
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