An Unsentimental Journey through Cornwall

I believe in holidays. Not in a frantic rushing about from place to place, glancing at everything and observing nothing; flying from town to town, from hotel to hotel, eager to...

There are two ways of going from Falmouth to the Lizard--the regular route through the town of Helstone, and another, a trifle longer, through the woods of Trelowarren, the seat...

"I'm sure you're very kind, ladies, to be so pleased with everything," apologised our bright-looking handmaiden; "and since you really wish to keep this room"--a very homely par...

But the only mermaid there was an artist's wife, standing beside her husband's easel, at which he was painting away so earnestly that he scarcely noticed us. Very picturesque he...

"We must have a fire, that is certain," was our first decision. This entailed the abolition of our beautiful decorations--our sea-holly and ferns; also some anxious looks from o...

Beautiful Kynance! When, afterwards, I stood one dull winter day in a London Art Gallery, opposite the _Cornish Lions_, how well I recalled this day! How truly Brett's picture g...

So--all was soon over, our easy packing done, our bill paid--a very small one--our goodnights said to the kindly handmaid, Esther, who hoped we would come back again some time,...

But, fearing to be benighted ere reaching Marazion, we passed them all, and saw nothing more interesting than the ruins of disused tin mines, which Charles showed us, mournfully...

We went out of doors, upon the narrow green plateau in front of the house, and then we recognised where we were--standing at the extreme end of a peninsula, with a long line of...

No difficulty in finding our carriage, for it was the only one there; a huge vehicle, of ancient build, the horses to match, capable of accommodating a whole family and its lugg...

The third, at least, that we had either seen or heard of. These varied records of the hero's last resting-place remind one of the three heads, said to be still extant, of Oliver...