yrau at Mr. John Etheridge, tra'r oedd ei haul ar fachludo. Wele'r cyntaf:
My Dear John,
I assure you I employ my mind incessantly in thinking how to compass those important objects necessary to complete the system of improvements in Snowdonia, any one of which wanting, the rest lose half their value. If I can only give them birth, shape, and substance before I die, they will work their own way with posterity. They would never enter into the head of posterity, or if they will, posterity might want the heart and hand to execute them,—have neither inclinations, or means, or if one, want the other. There is another important consideration too at the present moment—the precarious state of the property; for if it does not advance, it will recede. It will not be stationary like the mountains around it. It will go backward if not forward, and the further it goes into decay, and more rapidly at last will it arrive at destruction. These are important considerations to add to the inducements to complete the system in all its parts, and to reckon nothing done, till the harbour and the railroad, which includes all additions and repairs necessary to the perfect security of the bank are established, and the road to Harlech, with the Traeth Bach Bridge opened, a line to Trawsfynydd following of course. Nor until the clay—burning system is introducted generally—the very best means of improving the agriculture, nor until means are taken to attract sea—bathers, for which the steam—boats from Liverpool have made so good an opening. None of these things will be done by posterity, and they are all so dependant on each other, that many of them, separately, would not have their due effect, unless the most part were done. .
Yours, &c.,
W. A. M.
Wele'r llall:—
John,
I am sorry your paper was so small, you could not say all you had to say, but get another large sheet of paper and write me a full answer to my two last letters, many parts of which you have not answered yet. Let me know if any grass is growing on the sands before the old embankment, from where the road from Tre Madoc goes over it, to the corner, or angle of Port-treudden marsh, and so on southward and eastward towards Ynys Cerig Duon and down to the River Glaslyn. I mean the lower part of the sands towards the Embankment, not up to where John Williams' cattle were two years ago. Let me know
