en the
gloomy impressions. At the foot of this lake lie a few unornamented fields,
through which rolls a little brook, connecting it with the larger lake of
Crummock, and at the edge of this miniature domain, upon the road-side,
stands a cluster of cottages, so small and few, that in the richer tracts of
the island they would scarcely be complimented with the name of hamlet." The
well-known story of Mary, the Beauty of Buttermere, with the beautiful poem
describing her woes, entitled, "Mary, the Maid of the Inn," has given to the
village a more than common interest. As the melancholy tale is told, Mary
possessed great personal beauty, and, being the daughter of the innkeeper,
she fulfilled the duty of attendant upon visitors to the house. Among these
was a dashing young man who assumed the aristocratic title of the Honourable
Colonel Hope, brother of Lord Hopeton, but whose real name was Hatfield, and
who had taken refuge from the arm of the law in the secluded hamlet of
Buttermere. Attracted by Mary's charms, he vowed love and fidelity to her,
and she, in the guilelessness of her youth, responded to his overtures, and
became his wife. Soon after her marriage her husband was apprehended on a
charge of forgery--a capital crime in those days; he was convicted at Carlisle
of the offence, and forfeited his life on the scaffold. Mary, some years
afterwards, took to herself a second husband, a respectable farmer in the
neighbourhood, with whom she lived happily throughout the remainder of her
days. She died a few years ago amidst her native hills.

While in this district the tourist will derive pleasure from visiting
Crummock Water, Lowes Water, and Wast Water.

A coach travels daily between Birthwaite (the terminus of the Kendal and
Windermere railway,) and Cockermouth, connecting the Whitehaven and Maryport
line with the former railway. By this or other conveyances Cockermouth may
easily be visited, as well as Whitehaven, Maryport, etc.

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COCKERMOUTH is a neat market-town, and sends two members to Parliament. The
ancient castle was a fortress of great strength, but since the Civil Wars it
has lain in ruins. Traces of a Roman castrum, with other antique remains,
are to be seen in the neighbourhood. Wordsworth was a native of Cockermouth,
and Tickell, the poet, and Addison's friend, was born at Bridekirk, two miles
distant. Inns:--The Globe and Sun. Maryport is seven miles from the town,
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