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Having washed and taken tea we roamed out in the village [of Beddgelert], a very pretty romantic place at the foot of Snowdon. It takes its name from Gelert, the greyhound, Bethgelert the grave of Gelert. The story of the hound destroying a wolf that came in to a cottage whilst human assistance was absent and saving the life of Prince Llewellyn’s child and afterward being slain by the Prince who supposed too hastily the dog had killed his son, is known to everyone. The poor dog’s grave is in a field by the Church and marked by a large stone and the Master of the Inn where we put up has a fine large greyhound in memory of the event which is honoured by the name of Gelert.

(Dafydd Tomos (ed.) Michael Faraday in Wales, Gwasg Gee, n.d., p. 75)