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The Hastings Road and the " Happy Springs of Tunbridge." Cycle Rides Round London. A Practical Handbook of Drawing for Modern Methods of Reproduction. Stage Coach and Mail in Days of Yore. Two Vols. The Ingoldsby Country : Literary Landmarks of " The Ingoldsby Legends." The Hardy Country : Literary Landmai ks of the Wessex Novels. The Dorset Coast. The South Devon Coast. The Old Inns of Old England. Two Vols. Love in the Harbour : a Longshore Comedy, Rural Nooks Round London (Middlesex and Surrey). Haunted Houses: Tales of the Supernatural. The Manchester and Glasgow Road. This way to Gretna Green. Two Vols. The North Devon Coa3t. Half-Hours with the Highwaymen. Two Vols. The Autocar Road Book. Four Vols. The Tower Of London: Fortress, Palace, and Prison. The Somerset Coast. The Smugglers : Picturesque Chapters in the Story of an Ancient Craft. The Cornish Coast. North. Thames Valley Villages. [/« the Press. THE CORNISH COAST (SOUTH) An'* the Isles of Scilly CHARLES G. HARPER " Here smiling spring its earliest -visit paid, And parting summer's lingering blooms delayed ' Goldsmith London : CHAPMAN fc? HALL, Ltd. 1910 PRINTED AND BOUND BY HAZELL, WATSON AND VINEY, LD. LONDON AND AYLESBURY. CONTENTS CHAPTER I PAGE NEW BRIDGE — THE TAMAR — MORWELL ROCKS — CAL- STOCK — COTHELE — PENTILLIE — LANDULPH . I CHAPTER II SALTASH — SALTASH BRIDGE — TREMATON CASTLE — ST. GERMANS — ANTONY — RAME — MOUNT EDG- CUMBE — MILLBROOK l8 CHAPTER III DOWNDERRY — LOOE — TALLAND — POLPERRO — LANTEGLOS-JUXTA-FOWEY • • • • 33 CHAPTER IV FOWEY — THE FOWEY RIVER — ST. VEEP — GOLANT — LERRIN — ST. WINNOW — LOSTWITHIEL . . 50 vi CONTENTS CHAPTER V PAGE POLKERRIS — MENABILLY — PAR — THE BISCOVEY STONE — CHARLESTOWN, ST. AUSTELL, AND THE CHINA-CLAY INDUSTRY — THE MENGU STONE — PORTHPEAN — MEVAGISSEY — ST. MICHAEL CAER- HAYES — VERYAN — GERRANS — ST. ANTHONY-IN- ROSELAND -63 CHAPTER VI ROSELAND — ST. MAWES — FALMOUTH ... 83 CHAPTER VII FLUSHING — PENRYN AND THE KILLIGREW LADIES — MYLOR — ST. JUST-IN-ROSELAND — RESTRON- GUET CREEK, DEVORAN AND ST. FEOCK — KING HARRY PASSAGE — RUAN CREEK — MALPAS — TRESILIAN CREEK AND THE SURRENDER OF THE CORNISH ARMY 99 CHAPTER VIII TRURO 115 CHAPTER IX MAWNAN — HELFORD RIVER — MAWGAN-IN-MENEAGE — MANACCAN — ST. ANTHONY-IN-ROSELAND — THE MANACLES ROCKS — WRECK OF THE " MOHEGAN " — ST. KEVERNE .... 123 CONTENTS vii CHAPTER X PAGE COVERACK COVE — POLTESCO — RUAN MINOR — CADG- WITH COVE — THE " DEVIL'S FRYING-PAN " — DOLOR HUGO — CHURCH COVE — LANDEWEDNACK — LIZARD TOWN — RUAN MAJOR — THE LIZARD LIGHTHOUSE .... . . 142 CHAPTER XI KYNANCE COVE — ASPARAGUS ISLAND — THE DEVIL' S POST-OFFICE — SIGNPOSTS — GUE GRAZE — MUL- LION COVE — WRECK OF THE " JONKHEER " — MARY MUNDY AND THE " OLD INN " . . 159 CHAPTER XII POLDHU AND THE MARCONI STATION — MODERN CORNWALL — GUNWALLOE — THE " DOLLAR WRECK" — WRECK OF THE " BRANKELOW " ; WRECKS OF THE " SUSAN AND REBECCA " AND OF H.M.S. " ANSON " — LOE BAR AND POOL — ¦ HELSTON AND ITS " FURRY " — PORTHLEVEN — BREAGE — WRECK OF THE " NOISIEL " — PEN- GERSICK CASTLE .... . 176 CHAPTER XIII PRUSSIA COVE AND ITS SMUGGLERS — PERRANUTHNOE — ST. HILARY — MARAZION — ST. MICHAEL'S MOUNT — LUDGVAN — GULVAL . . . 193 S — b viii CONTENTS CHAPTER XIV PAGE PENZANCE — NEWLYN AND THE " NEWLYN SCHOOL " — PAUL — DOLLY PENTREATH — MOUSEHOLE — LAMORNA — TREWOOFE AND THE LEVELIS FAMILY — BOLEIT — THE " MERRY MAIDENS " PENBERTH COVE ...... 2l6 CHAPTER XV THE LOGAN ROCK AND ITS STORY — PORTHCURNO AND THE TELEGRAPH STATION — ST. LEVAN — PORTH GWARRA — TOL-PEDN-PENWITH — CHAIR LADDER — LAND'S END ..... 232 CHAPTER XVI THE LAND'S END DISTRICT — ST. BURYAN — SENNEN — LAND'S END — THE LONGSHIPS LIGHTHOUSE . 247 CHAPTER XVII THE SCILLY ISLANDS — FLOWER-FARMING — THE IN HABITED ISLANDS — ST. MARY'S — STAR CASTLE — SAMSON AND " ARMOREL OF LYONESSE " — SIR CLOUDESLEY SHOVEL — TRESCO — THE SEA- BIRDS 256 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS Wreck of Bluejacket ...... Frontispiece PAGE The Cornish Coast i Facing 2 5 111317 19 Newbridge . Calstock The Tower, Pentillie Sir James Tillie . " Two Miles to Saltash " . Plymouth Sound, The Hamoaze, and the Tamar Saltash Bridge ....... Facing 20 Trematon Castle ...... Facing 22 St. Germans ......... 24 Miserere, St. Germans ..... .26 Plymouth and Drake's Island, from Mount Edgcumbe Facing 32 Looe 37 The " Jolly Sailor," Looe .... . . 40 Talland Church ....... 41 Old Bridge, Polperro ... .... 44 Polperro ........ Facing 46 Fowey . . Facing 52 St. Winnow ......... 57 Lostwithiel Church .... • • 59 Font, Lostwithiel .... . . 61 The Biscovey Stone 66 X LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS Porthpean . St. Michael Caerhayes " Parson Trust's Houses " Falmouth Harbour St. Anthony's Lighthouse St. Mawes Castle Charles Church, Falmouth Little Falmouth South Porch and Cross, Mylor Church St. Just-in-Roseland . St. Feock . ... Malpas St. Clements Merther .... View frow Tresilian Bridge Truro, from the Fal Truro Cathedral . Tablet, Truro Market House The Helford River Mawgan-in-MeneageHagioscope, Mawgan-in-Meneage St. Anthony-in-Meneage Inscribed Font, St. Anthony-in-Meneage . Wreck of the Glenbervie on Lowlands Point St. Keverne Cadgwith Cove .... The " Devil's Frying Pan " . . Landewednack ..... Kynance Cove Mullion Cove Gunwalloe . Loe Pool ...... PACE 72 77 79 81 84 86 94 100 104 107 109 no in 112 113 116 120 122 125 127 I2S 131 135 Facing 138 140 145 147 149 Facing 160 Facing 166 Facing 182 185 LIST OF ILLUSTRATIONS xi Breage .......... Wreck of Noisiel, Praa Sands . . . Facing Pengersick Castle ........ The Coast of Cornwall, North-west and South-west (Map) The "Noti-Noti Stone," St. Hilary .... St. Michael's Mount Facing St. Michael's Chair Arms of Penzance Penzance Market House ... Monument to Sir William Godolphin, with Armour Cottages at Penberth Cove Trereen Dinas ... The Logan Rock St. Levan ...... Chair Ladder .... Early Home of Lord Exmouth Land's End ....... Facing Star Castle, and the Island of Samson Armorel's Home, Samson Island . . . Facing St. Agnes Pulpit Rock . . . . Holy Vale ... PAGE 188 190 191 192 200 210212 217 219226231233235 239 243 248 252265 266267268 271 ™& CORNISH COAST -"**=* CHAPTER I NEW BRIDGE — THE TAMAR — MORWELL ROCKS — CALSTOCK — COTHELE — PENTILLIE — LANDULPH The southern portion of the Cornish Coast may be said to begin at the head of the navigation of the river Tamar, at Weir Head, to which the excursion steamers from Plymouth can come at favourable tides, or a little lower, at Morwellham Quay, where the depth of water permits of more frequent approach. But barges can penetrate somewhat higher than even Weir Head, proceed ing through the canal locks at Netstakes, almost as far as that ancient work, New Bridge, which carries the high road from Dartmoor and Tavis tock out of Devon into Cornwall. From hence, then, at New Bridge, a hoary Gothic work of five pointed arches with pic- s — I 2 THE CORNISH COAST turesquely projecting cutwaters, the south coast of Cornwall may most fitly be traced. It is a constant surprise to the explorer in England to discover that almost invariably the things that are called " new " are really of great age. They were once new and remarkable things. There is a " New Bridge " across the Thames, but it is the oldest now existing. The town of Newmarket, in Cambridgeshire, was a new thing in 1227, and there are other "Newmarkets" of even greater age. The subject might be pursued at great length ; but sufficient has been said to prepare those who come this way not to expect some modern triumph of engineering in iron or steel. New Bridge, three and a half miles west of Tavistock, is approached from that town by the old coach road and the new, descending with varying degrees of steepness to the river. As you come down the older and steeper and straighter road, you see the bridge far below, and the first glimpse of Cornwall beyond it, where the lofty hills of Gunnislake rise, scattered with the whitewashed cottages of the miners engaged in the tin mines of the district. They, and the large factory buildings below, near the river level, are not beautiful, and yet the scene is of great picturesqueness and singularity. A weird building beside the bridge on the Devonshire side, with two of its angles chamfered off, is an old toll-house. Mines in working on the Devonshire side belong to the Duke of Bedford, who has a fine park and residence near by, at Endsleigh, which MORWELL ROCKS 3 he would not (according to his own account), be able to maintain, together with various other residences, including the palatial Woburn Abbey, were it not for his vast income from the ground- rents of what he was pleased to style " a few London lodging-houses." The surrounding country is dominated for many miles by the cone-shaped Kit Hill, the crest of the elevated district of Hingston Down, crowned by a monumental mine-chimney. " Hingston Down, well wrought, Is worth London, dear bought." So runs the ancient rhyme. It has been " well wrought," not yet perhaps ,to the value indicated above, and now its scarred sides are deserted ; but perhaps another instalment of London's ransom may yet be mined out of it. The riverside walk along the Cornish bank of the Tamar is at first as smoothly beautiful as Thames-side towing-path. Thus you come past the locks at Netstakes to the Morwell Rocks, masses of grey limestone cliffs rising from the Devonshire shore and hung with ivy and other growths. Soon the Tamar falls over the barrier of Weir Head, and then reaches the limit of the steamship navigation, at Morwellham Quay. Words and phrases seem colourless and inexpressive in face of the sweet beauties of limestone crag and winding river here ; of the deep valley, wooded richly to the hill-tops, and the exquisitely tender light that touches the scene to glory. Nor is it 4 THE CORNISH COAST without its everyday interest, for the excursion steamers come up on favourable tides from Plymouth and wind with astonishing appearance of ease round the acute bends of the narrow channel ; the branches of overhanging trees sweeping the funnels. The lovely valley is seen in a romantic perspective from the summit of the lofty hill that leads up to Calstock church, for from that point of view you look down upon the little peninsular meadows that now and again give place to cliffs, and through an atmosphere of silver and gold see the river winding past them, like some Pactolian stream. Down there lie the ruins of Harewood House, the old Duchy of Corn wall office ; across, as far as eye can reach, spread the blue distances of Devon, and all along the course of the river the hamlets are transfigured to an unutterable beauty. Leave it at that, my friends. Do not explore those hamlets, for, in fact, they are neither better nor worse than others. Like many among the great characters in history, upon whom distance confers a greatness greater than properly belongs to them, they have their littlenesses and squalors. Calstock church must be, and must always have been, a prime test of piety, for it stands upon a tremendous hilltop nearly a mile from the village, and Calstock stands below by the water. Calstock is the Richmond and Hampton Court of Plymouth. What those places are to London, this is to the Three Towns of Plymouth, Devon- port, and Stonehouse ; only the scenery is im- CALSTOCK 5 measurably finer than that along the Thames, while, on the other hand, Cothele is not to be compared with Hampton Court, nor is it so public. Of all the many varied and delightful steamboat trips that await the pleasure of the Plymouth people, or of visitors, none is so fine as the leisurely passage from Plymouth to Calstock and back, first along the Hamoaze and then threading the CALSTOCK. acutely curving shores of the Tamar, rising romantically, covered exquisitely with rich woods. At the end of the voyage from Plymouth, Calstock is invaded by hungry crowds. One of the especial delights of the place is found in its strawberries, for the neighbourhood is famous for its strawberry- growing. But the tourist, who is not often able to set about his touring until the end of July, is rarely able to visit Calstock in strawberry-time, 6 THE CORNISH COAST and Plymouth people have the river in the tender beauty of early summer, with strawberries to follow, all to themselves. Here let a word of praise be deservedly given to the extraordinarily cheap, interesting and efficient excursions by steamboat that set out from Plymouth in the summer. Without their aid, and those of the ordinary steam ferries, I know not what the stranger in these parts would do, for the Plymouth district is one of magnificently long distances, and the creeks of the Hamoaze and the Tamar are many and far-reaching. And latterly the Calstock excursion has been advantaged by the acquisition of the Burns steamer, one of the London County Council's flotilla on the Thames that cost the ratepayers so dearly. There are shrewd people down at Plymouth — or as we say in the West, down tu Plymouth — and when the County Council's expensive hobby was aban doned, these same shrewd fellows secured the Bums in efficient condition for about one-twen tieth part of its original cost, and are now under stood to be doing extremely well out of it. I could wish that Calstock were in better fettle than it now is. He who now comes to the village will see that, it is completely dominated by a huge granite railway viaduct -of twelve spans, crossing the river, and furnished with a remark able spidery construction of steel, rising from the quay to the rail-level. This is a lift, by which loaded trucks, filled with the granite setts, kerbs, channeling^, and road-metal chips, in which the COTHELE 7 local " Cornwall Granite Company " deals, are hoisted on to the railway, and so despatched direct to all parts. The evidences of the Granite Com pany's special article of commerce are plentiful enough, littering the riverside and strewing the roads, just as though the Cornwall Granite Company were wishful by such means to advertise their goods ; but since the opening of the new railway, in 1909, the unfortunate lightermen and barge men of the place have been utterly ruined. The Plymouth, District, and South-Western Railway, whose viaduct crosses the river, has taken away their old trade, and has not the excuse, in doing so, of being able to earn a profit for itself. Below Calstock, at the distance of a mile, is Cothele, an ancient mansion belonging to the Earl of Mount Edgcumbe. Steep paths through woodlands lead to it, and the house itself is not the easiest to find, being a low, grey granite build ing pretty well screened by shrubberies. The real approach, is, in fact, rather from Cothele Quay, on the other side of the hill, away from Calstock. Cothele is only occasionally used by Lord Mount Edgcumbe, but it is not, properly speaking, a " show house," although application will some times secure admission to view its ancient hall and domestic chapel. Cothele, begun by Sir Richard Edgcumbe in the reign of Henry the Seventh, is still very much as he and his immediate successors left it, with the old armour and furniture remaining. Richard is a favourite name among the Edgcumbes. This 8 THE CORNISH COAST particular Sir Richard engaged in the dangerous politics of his time, and very nearly fell a victim to his political convictions. Suspected of favour ing the pretensions of the Earl of Richmond, he was marked for destruction, and only escaped arrest by plunging into the woods that surround Cothele. From a crag overlooking the river he either flung his cap into the water, or it fell off, and the splash attracting attention, it was thought he had plunged into the river, and so was drowned. This supposition made his escape easy. He re turned on the death of Richard the Third and the consequent accession of the Earl of Richmond, as Henry the Seventh, and marked his sense of gratitude for the providential escape, by building a chapel on the rock, overlooking Danescombe. A Sir Richard, who flourished in the time of Queen Elizabeth, and was Ambassador to Ireland, brought home the curious ivory " oliphants " or horns, still seen in the fine hall, where the ban ners of the Edgcumbes hang, with spears and cross-bows and armour that is not the merely impersonal armour of an antiquary's collection, but the belongings of those who inhabited Cothele of old. The most curious object among these intimate things is a steel fore-arm and hand, with fingers of steel, made to move and counterfeit as far as possible the lost members of some un fortunate person who had lost his arm. To whom it belonged is unknown. The tapestries that decorated the walls of Cothele at its building still hang in its rooms, COTHELE 9 the furniture that innovating brides introduced, to bring the home up-to-date, has long since become the delight of antiquaries, and the extra plenishings provided for the visits of Charles the Second and George the Third and his Queen may be noted. So do inanimate things remain, while man is resolved into carrion and perishes in dust. I find no traces of the Early Victorian furnishings that probably smartened up Cothele for the visit of Queen Victoria and Prince Albert in 1846. They are well away. Many are the royal personages who have visited Cothele. Sometimes they have been as desolating as the merely vulgar could be ; as, for example, when one of them, disregarding the very necessary request not to handle the curious old polished steel mirrors that are numbered among the curiosities of the mansion, did so, with the result that a rusty finger-mark appeared. Here was a chance for the reverential ! A Royal finger-mark, wrought in rust ! It might have served the turn either of a snob or a cynic, equally well ; but it was removed at last, not without much strenuous labour. Cothele Quay stands deep down by the river side, with a cottage or so near, but otherwise solitary amid the woods, where the little creek of Danescombe is spanned by an ancient Gothic bridge. The quay is the port, so to speak, of Cothele, and of the village of St. Dominic, high up on the hills ; the readiest way for supplies of all kinds being from Plymouth, by water. S— 2 io THE CORNISH COAST Up there, through St. Dominic, the lofty high road that runs between Callington and Saltash is reached. It runs through the village of St. Mellion, whose church contains monuments, some of them rather astonishing, to the Corytons of West Newton Ferrers, three miles to the west. Passing through St. Mellion, the road comes presently to the lovely park of Pentillie, a wooded estate overlooking the Tamar in one of its love liest and most circuituous loops, where the river may be seen through the woods winding and re turning upon itself far below. Hidden away in luxuriant glades almost on a level with the river is the mansion of the Coryton family, itself of no great charm or interest ; but there is on one of the heights above it, known as " Mount Ararat," a weird " folly," or monument, rather famous in its way, in which was buried, under peculiar conditions, the body of a former owner of Pen tillie, who died in 1713. It is well worth seeing, but in those woody tangles is not so easily to be found. It stands, in fact, not so far from the road itself, down a lane on the left hand before coming to the lodge-gates of Pentillie, and then through a rustic gate or two ; but the stranger might easily take the wrong one among the several rough footpaths, and the whole hillside is so overgrown with trees, that the tower is not seen until you are actually at the base of it. The better course is to proceed along the highway until you come to the lodge-gates and to the broad, smooth carriage-road leading lengthily PENTILLIE n down to the mansion. If you are on a bicycle, so much the better ; you are down there and in the courtyard of Pentillie " Castle," as it is called, in a flash. Proceeding then straight THE TOWER, PENTILLIE. through to the kitchen-gardens, there is a gar dener's cottage, where, to those gifted with a proper degree of courtesy, the gardener will point out the hillside footpath by which you presently 12 THE CORNISH COAST come to the tower, containing a forbidding statue of Sir James Tillie. " An' if ye look through a peephole in the wall," says the gardener, " ye can see th' owd twoad quite plainly." Sir James Tillie was a person of very humble origin, born at St. Keverne in 1645. He was soon in the service of Sir John Coryton, Bart., of West Newton Ferrers, St. Mellion, who befriended him to a considerable extent, placing him with an attorney and afterwards making him his own steward. In 1680 the baronet died. Meanwhile Tillie, by industry and prudence, had grown pretty well-to-do, and had married the daughter of Sir Harry Vane, who brought him a fortune. She had died some years before the decease of Sir John Coryton, at whose death Tillie was a childless widower. His master had arranged that Tillie should continue steward to his eldest son, John, the next baronet, and guardian to his younger children. It was not long before the second Sir John died, and Tillie married his widow, and seems in the thirty years or so follow ing to have been undisputed owner of Pentillie. How all these things came to pass does not exactly appear ; but at any rate Tillie, who by false pretences of gentility and a considerable payment of money had secured the honour of knighthood in 1686, built Pentillie Castle, which he named after himself, and formed the park, and there he resided until his death in 1713. His wife survived him. He had no children, but was anxious to found a Tillie family, and left a will SIR JAMES TILLIE 13 by which his nephew, James WooUey, son of his sister, should inherit his estates on assuming the name of Tillie. Wild and fantastic legends fill up the myste rious lack of facts here and there in Tillie's life. He is said to have poisoned Sir John Coryton the SIR JAMES TILLIE. younger, and was, among other things, reputed to be a coiner, on a large scale, of base coin. But there is no evidence for those tales. More cer tain it is that the College of Heralds in 1687 revoked the grant of arms to him, and fined him £200 for the mis-statements that led to his ob taining them. A vein of eccentricity certainly ran through 14 THE CORNISH COAST the composition of this remarkable man. His " castle " has been rebuilt, but contains a life- size leaden statue of himself that he had made, in voluminous periwig and costume of the period, holding a roll of documents. His will contained some remarkable provisions, including instruc tions for the building of the tower and for his body to be laid there, with a seated stone statue of himself. These instructions, repeated and noted down by a succession of writers, have lost nothing of their oddity. Thus Hals tells us that Tillie left directions that his body, habited in his hat, gloves, wig, and best apparel, with shoes and stockings, should be fastened securely in his chair and set in a room in the tower, with his books and pen and ink in front of him, and declared that Tillie had said he would in two__y_ears come to life and be at Pentillie_j^amT The chamber in which his body^was to be set was to have another over it containing portraits of himself, of his wife, and his nephew, to remain there " for ever." The upper chamber many years ago fell into decay, and the portraits were removed to the mansion ; and no one knows what became of Tillie's remains. His scheme of founding a Tillie family failed, and the property eventually came into possession of descendants of the Coryton family, through the marriage of Mary Jemima Tillie, granddaughter of Sir James Tillie's nephew, with John Goodall, great-grandson of Sir John Coryton the younger' s daughter, who assumed the name of Coryton, "MOUNT ARARAT" 15 The brick tower of " Mount Ararat," now open to the sky and plentifully overgrown with ivy, is approached by moss-grown stone steps, A lobby at the summit of them ends in a blank wall with a kind of peep-hole into the space within, not at all easy to get at. Any stranger peering through, and not knowing what to expect, would be considerably startled by what he saw ; for directly facing the observer is the life-size effigy of a ferociously ugly, undersized man, with scowling countenance and great protruding paunch, seated in a chair and wearing the costume of the early eighteenth century. The statue is of a light sandstone, capable of high finish in sculpture ; and every detail is rendered with great care and minuteness, so that, in spite of the damp, and of the ferns and moss that grow so plentifully about its feet, the statue has a certain, and eerie, close resemblance to life. It is so ugly and repellent that the sculptor was evidently more concerned about the likeness than to flatter the original of it. The Tamar may be reached again in some thing over two miles, at Cargreen, a hamlet at whose quay the steamers generally halt. It is a large hamlet, but why it ever came into exist ence, and how it manages to exist and to flourish in a situation so remote, is difficult to understand, except on the supposition that the barge traffic has kept it alive. Landulph, a mile away, on a creek of its own, and not so directly upon the main stream, is a distinct parish with an ancient 16 THE CORNISH COAST church, but it has not the mildly prosperous air of Cargreen, and indeed consists of only two or three easily discernible houses. The fine church contains a mural brass to Theodore Palaeologus, who died in 1636, at Clifton in Landulph, one of the last obscure descendants of the Palaeologi, who were Emperors of Byzantium from the thirteenth century until 1453, when the Turks captured Constantinople and killed Constantine Palaeologus, the eighth and last Emperor. He was brother of Thomas Palaeologus, great-great-grandfather of the Theodore who lies here. The reasons for this humble descendant of a line of mighty autocrats living and dying in England are obscure, but he appears to have attracted the compassionate notice abroad of some of the Lower family, who brought him home with them and lent him their house of Clifton. Here he married one Mary Balls in 1615. Although he is sometimes stated to be the last of his race, this is not the fact, for of his five children three certainly survived him. John and Ferdinand have left no traces. Theodore, the last of whom we have any knowledge, became a lieutenant in the army of the Parliament, and died and was buried, not unfittingly for the last representative of an Imperial line, in Westminster Abbey, in 1644. Mary died a spinster, in 1674, and was buried at Landulph. Dorothy, who in 1656 married a William Arundel, died in 168 1, and it is not known if she left any descendants. The brass bears a neat representation of the LANDULPH 17 double-headed imperial eagle of Byzantium, stand ing upon two towers, and has this inscription : " Here lyeth the body of Theodore Paleo- logvs, of pesaro in italye, descended from YE IMPERYALL LYNE OF Yb LAST CHRISTIAN EM PERORS of Greece, being the sonne of Camilio, y* sonne of Prosper, the sonne of Theodoro, THE SONNE OF lOHN, Ye SONNE OF THOMAS SECOND brother to constantine paleologvs ; the 8th of that name and last of ye lyne yt raygned in constantinople vntil svbdewed by the Tvrkes. Who married w™ Mary, y" davghter of William Balls of Hadlye in Sovffolke, gent. ; & had issve 5 children, theodoro, lohn, fer- dinando, Maria, & Dorothy, & depted this life AT CLYFTON, Ye 2!St OF IANVARY, 1636." Winding roads of con siderable intricacy and almost absolute loneliness lead away from the creeks about Landulph to Botus Fleming, with a church remarkable only for the extraordinary quantity of stucco placed on its tower. Thence the good broad high road leads on to Saltash, with milestones marked rather speculatively to " S " and " C " ; Saltash and Callington being understood. 11 miles To J" J!. V: 1,. -\.v:*f-:< 'i\'A"t TWO MILES TO SALTASH." s— 3 CHAPTER II SALTASH — SALTASH BRIDGE — TREMATON CASTLE — ST. GERMANS — ANTONY — RAME — MOUNT EDG CUMBE — MILLBROOK The name " Saltash " simply means " salt water " — the " ash " having originally been the Celtic " esc." Salt water is found, as a matter of fact, as far up river as Calstock, but here it is, by all manner of authorities, that the river Tamar, the " taw mawr," or " great water," joins that broad and often extremely rough and choppy estuary, the Hamoaze : " Hem-uisc," the border water. Saltash is a borough-town of an antiquity transcending that of Plymouth, and the rhyme " Saltash wer' a borough town, When Plymouth wer' a vuzzy down," is equally proud and true. It was once also a Parliamentary borough, but that glory has faded away. Yet once more, it is in Cornwall, and that, according to any true Cornishman, is far better than being in Devonshire. So Saltash is amply blest. And if to these dignities we add the material advantage of possessing jurisdiction over Hamoaze, down even to Plymouth Sound, 18 • Cvnnislake [ ¦ . 1 ffev/ Bridge / Af0r*oe776am Y CaMocE~J / > V /fa/Ar, J? £¦ • Pu^y v^*^ . iS > ffMfllinn if £ry-\ ^v TknU'llie ' ^^? / ^ E? ' t ^ SvfcJT <•< ^1 ^ v # yjf ^^V I Sottas* jM • ^C3ut/eaMx >^VF^ H S?Sfeph?ns ^3 ^j' ^\ f^f FbrdeK j^^L. 'i x7 P^ E^ B^ Trematori JL f Z * •* ^a»y * jOSiM Cus. * B S^^-l f ^y**"~*^7 -^^^^pT^K:-.', ,0^ ^^-^= Inj''11''1'''" ~^- Mi/tbrooJr *=r*" ~^^^^\, . W/l/fsand. ~=j=b^ "J; WSnwii ^ty "^^ /s^s^L .1 J?atix^Bm **&S—- "^imfc^ J^p • iQHffi'fyruni,,- - -^%^^=^*jffs?gg.>y = "^^^ ^ =^ 20 THE CORNISH COAST and over all its creeks, we shall see that Saltash does right to be proud. It was by virtue of the borough authority over those waterways that Saltash was enabled to be so splendidly patriotic in the time of good Queen Bess. At that period the harbour dues were one shilling for an English ship, and two shillings for a foreigner. After the Armada Saltash levied an extra discriminatory five shillings upon Spanish vessels. Among the Corporation regalia is a silver oar, typifying this jurisdiction. It is perhaps a little grievous, after all these noble and impressive things, to learn that Saltash church, which crests the hill on whose steep sides the town is built, is really, although very ancient, not a church, but a chapelry of St. Stephen's, a quite humble village inland, on the way to Tre- maton. And there is one other thing : Saltash cannot see its own picturesqueness, any more than one can see the crown of one's head, except for artificial aid. The mirror by which Saltash is enabled to see itself is the Devonshire shore, and across the quarter of a mile to it the steam- ferry, that plies every half-hour or less, will take you for one penny. From that point of view, not only Saltash, but also the best picture of Saltash Bridge is to be had : that giant viaduct which carries the Great Western Railway across Irom Devon to Cornwall in single track, at a height of ioo feet above the water. Saltash Bridge — no one calls it by its official name, the " Royal Albert Bridge " — has in all nineteen "ROYAL ALBERT BRIDGE" 21 spans, and is 2,240 feet long ; but its great spec tacular feature is provided by the two central spans of 455 feet each. Twelve years were occupied in building, and it was opened in 1859. The name of I. K. Brunei, the daring engineer, is boldly inscribed on it. There is a story told of some one asking Brunei how long it would last. " A hundred years," said he. " And then ? " " Then it will no longer be needed." There is a good deal more work in Saltash Bridge than is visible to the eye, the stone base of the central pier going down through seventy feet of water and a further twenty feet of sand and gravel, to the solid rock. The cost of the bridge is said to have been £230,000. Great ships may easily pass under the giant building, and old wooden men-o'-war lie near at hand, giving scale to it, including the Mount Edgcumbe training-ship, the Implacable, and an old French hulk.. This way came the Romans into Cornwall, their post, Statio Tamara, established on the Devonshire side at what is now King's Tamerton. And this way came the Normans, building a strong fortress nearly two miles west of Saltash, at Trematon, on a creek of the Lynher river. They are " proper rough roads " and steep that lead to Trematon Castle. You come to it by way of the hamlet of Burraton Combe and the village of St. Stephen's-by-Saltash. At Burraton some old cottages are seen with a half-defaced tablet 22 THE CORNISH COAST on them, once covered over with plaster. Most of the plaster has now fallen off, revealing this inscription, which some one, long ago, was evidently at some pains to conceal : " This almshouse is the gift of James Buller of Shil- lingham, Esq., deceased, whose glorious memory as well as illustrious honours ought not to be forgotten but kept, as 'tis to be hoped they will, in euerlasting remembrance, decemr. y* 6 in ye yeare of our Lord 1726." A shield, displaying four spread eagles, sur mounts these praises to the illustrious Buller, whose honours and glorious memory are indeed clean forgot. Trematon Castle stands on the summit of a mighty steep hill, rising from a creek branching out of a creek. At the head of this remote tongue of water, where the salt tide idly laps, stands the hamlet of Forder. Turner painted Trematon Castle, and in his day the crenellated walls of that amazing strong place could easily be seen from the creek. In these latter days the trees of the Castle hill have grown so tall and dense that little of the ancient stronghold can be glimpsed. A carriage -road winds up the hill, for a residence — not in the least pretending to be a castle, one is happy to say — stands in midst of the fortress precincts. It is a peculiar castle, the " keep " crowning a lofty mound, difficult of access, heaped upon the highest point of the hill, resembling that of Totnes *®m&