Mr. HARTLEY's garden is once more one of the chief sights of the village.  
The tulips look very pretty, and the strawberry blossom indicates an early and  
heavy crop of the delicious fruit.
Visitors are making inquiries for lodgings. There are still some houses  
standing empty. Mrs. DIXON, of the Royal Oak, is prepared to accommodate  
visitors. This is a branch of business that the Royal Oak has been unable to  
cultivate before, but since the inn has been re-done-up anglers and other can be  
nicely catered for.
Sheep washing continues brisk, and on Friday a herd of fell sheep went  
through the douche in the dub under the bridge. One of the washers came to grief  
in funny fashion. An old wether, mistaking his legs for an open wicket, made a  
wild dash for liberty, and man and beast plunged together in the dub. A
scramble  for first out resulted in favour of the man, but the betting was the
other  way.
A pig clearance took place the other day, and as usual, stories of doughty  
deeds among swine by rival butchers were much discussed. Among them were two  
well known disciples of Auld Will RITSON, and they soon began to display their  
prowess in the land of yarn and ham.
Says Bab the Bowster, " a good deal of years sen now I yance butched a  
swine, up at Winscales; it was an old sow, and, man alive, it wer't biggest  swine
I ever se'ed. It weighed 72st., and wasn't a fat 'un at that. But then  they
mead swine i' those deays."
Young Spring, knight of the cleaver,a nd a cleaver thrower of the hatchet,  
then modestly remarked: "Well, I never kilt yan that weight, but I saw a gey
'un  yance owner. They used it for five years to lead peats off Muncaster Fell,
an'  then they fattened it. Gocks on't 'twas like a girt stack, and weighed
68st. wid  yed and feet off."
"A gey teuf hide," suggested one.
"Neah, it was as tender as a chicken." And then faces looked wan, and the  
silence was really painful. It was a capper.