remains of tapestry worked
by her are exhibited, as well as furniture more ancient than the house
itself. It belongs to the Duke of Devonshire.

From Hardwicke we proceed to Matlock, which may be reached by an unfinished
railway, intended to traverse the vales, and thence run into Manchester.

The village and baths are in the centre of a dale through which the river
Derwent flows, along between overhanging trees, except where, in some parts,
its course lies through the narrow gut of perpendicular rocks. On either
side rise hills, for the most part adorned with wood, to the height of three
hundred feet.

The waters, which are supplied to several small and one large swimming bath,
have a temperature of from 66 to 68 degrees of Fahrenheit. They are not now
much in fashion, therefore the village has continued a village, and is
extremely quiet or dull according to the tastes of the visitor. At the same
time, there are a number of delightful expeditions to be made in the
neighbourhood, on foot or horseback, and on donkeys,--hills to be ascended and
caves to be explored.

By permission of Sir Richard Arkwright of Willersley Castle, close to Matlock
and several other river preserves, good fishing may be obtained.

From Matlock, the next halt should be at Bakewell, where there is an
excellent inn, which is a good encampment for visiting both Chatsworth and
Haddon Hall.

Chatsworth is three miles from Bakewell. The present building occupies the
site of that which was long occupied by Mary Queen of Scots during her
captivity, and which was taken down to make room for the present structure at
the close of the seventeenth century.

The park is ten miles in circumference, and is intersected by the river
Derwent, which flows in front of the mansion.

This place has long been celebrated for its natural and artificial beauties,
but within the last few years the Duke of Devonshire has largely added to its
attractions, by alterations carried on at an immense expense, under the
direction of Mr. Joseph Paxton, which, among other things, include the
largest greenhouse in the world--the house where the Victoria Regia was first
made to flower, and a fountain of extraordinary height and beauty.

These grounds, with the house, containing some fine pictures, are open to the
visits of all well-behaved persons. Indeed, from the arrangements made for
the convenience of visitors, it would seem as if the Duke of Devonshire has
as much p