well that afternoon, rather then that afterdinner. To describe you the rough way we had between Sampion and Devedra, down hill alwayes, or fetching about hills upon a narrow way artificially made out of the side of those hills, and sometimes sticking out of them, as if it had been plastered to them, were able to make my pen ake in writing it, as well as my leggs in walking it. And here I found the Proverb false, which saith, That its good walking with a horse in ones hand: for here we could neither ride, nor lead our horses securely, but either the one, or the other were in danger of stumbling, that is, of falling five hundred faome deep. For here, as well as in war, semel tantum peccatur, a man need but stumble once for all his life-time: Yet by letting our horses go loose with the bridle on their necks, and making a man go before each horse, least they should jumble one another down (as I once saw the like done by horses in (Swisserland) we arrived safely atDeve-
