And still he thought he could throw a stone into the garden . Then he went down three hundred feet of lime-stone terraces , one below the other , as straight as if a carpenter had ruled them with his ruler and then cut them out with his chisel . There was no heath there , but - First , a little grass slope , covered with the prettiest flowers , rockrose and saxifrage , and thyme and basil , and all sorts of sweet herbs . Then bump down a two-foot step of limestone . Then another bit of grass and flowers . Then bump down a one-foot step . Then another bit of grass and flowers for fifty yards , as steep as the house-roof , where he had to slide down on his dear little tail . Then another step of stone , ten feet high ; and there he had to stop himself , and crawl along the edge to find a crack ; for if he had rolled over , he would have rolled right into the old woman 's garden , and frightened her out of her wits . Then , when he had found a dark narrow crack , full of green-stalked fern , such as hangs in the basket in the drawing-room , and had crawled down through it , with knees and elbows , as he would down a chimney , there was another grass slope , and another step , and so on , till -- oh , dear me ! I wish it was all over ; and so did he . And yet he thought he could throw a stone into the old woman 's garden . At last he came to a bank of beautiful shrubs ; white-beam with its great silver-backed leaves , and mountain-ash , and oak ; and below them cliff and crag , cliff and crag , with great beds of crown-ferns and wood-sedge ; while through the shrubs he could see the stream sparkling , and hear it murmur on the white pebbles . He did not know that it was three hundred feet below . You would have been giddy , perhaps , at looking down : but Tom was not . He was a brave little chimney-sweep ; and when he found himself on the top of a high cliff , instead of sitting down and crying for his baba -LRB- though he never had had any baba to cry for -RRB- , he said , `` Ah , this will just suit me ! '' though he was very tired ; and down he went , by stock and stone , sedge and ledge , bush and rush , as if he had been born a jolly little black ape , with four hands instead of two . And all the while he never saw the Irishwoman coming down behind him . But he was getting terribly tired now . The burning sun on the fells had sucked him up ; but the damp heat of the woody crag sucked him up still more ; and the perspiration ran out of the ends of his fingers and toes , and washed him cleaner than he had been for a whole year . But , of course , he dirtied everything , terribly as he went .
There has been a great black smudge all down the XXXXX ever since .
First Tom crag heath house-roof right rockrose saxifrage sedge year