The Sun.
London, England, 1861-11-02 00:00:00

THE ISLAND OF SARK.

We reached Sark after two hours' sail ; but the little har-
bour not being very convenient to reach, or at least not the
best for our cutter to start from on her return to Guernsey,
we were landed at a place where there were no means of
reaching the upper world of Sark 'without a somewhat dan •
gerous climb over wet rocks and up a steep cliff. This dif-
ficulty being happily overcome, we made our way to the
little hotel, and soon began to examine the curiosities of the
place.
Sark is not only remarkable for the difficulty of reaching
it and escaping from it, but also for numerous objects of real
interest. It may be worth while to describe some of these
for the benefit of future travellers, should any venture into
so dangerous a place.

The coast of Sark is singularly wild and bold. A lofty
wall from two to three hundred feet high, with numerous
outlying rocks and islands, is all that is seen from the sea.
Here and there are small bays, where the sea washes over
pebbles and large boulders reaching rocks covered with sea-
weed at the foot of inaccessible cliffs, and in one or two
places having a sandy beach ; but none of these would be
selected as giving access to the interior. So completely is
this the case, that the island might be sailed round in calm
weather without a single place being discovered which a
stranger would venture to land at in a small boat.
The island is very nearlydivided into two unequal parts,
called Great and Little Sark, and the coast is not only in-
dented with small bays, but surrounded by numerous rocks.
Wild sea-birds scream ; the waves are white as they betray
the sharp points of rocks covered treacherously by a few feet
of water; gloomy caverns gape and yawn in every direc-
tion, and if it were not for a few small boats moored by long
ropes to rocks that seem equally difficult of approach by
land and water, one might readily fancy the whole place
uninhabited.

As the extreme length measured from a point of land
almost detached from Greater Sark, on the north, to the
last rock that stretches to the South in Little Sark, is barely
three miles and a half, and the greatest width is certainly
not more then a mile and a half, the tourist accustomed to
do Switzerland in a fortnight, including the journey there
and back, and perform other feats by aid of steamboat and
railroad, naturally imagines that a day, or a couple of days
at the most, must be sufficieht to ransack the whole place,
and leave no place unvisited. But if our little island is per-
verse in keeping against their will those who come to see
her, she is not deficient in charms, and, small as she may
seem, will tax the powers even of Alpine travellers to ex-
haust her stock of wonders in a short time.

The struggles of Brown, Jones, and Robinson are
continued, Robertson experiencing great opposition
from his partners in all his wild attempts at
wholesale advertising. The story is clever in its
way, and is intended to show up the present
wild and reckless mode of trading carried on by
many at the present time. Under the head of
the " First Principles of Physiognomy," the cha-
racters of certain noted individuals are described
to explain the writer's meaning. Plate No. S. of
" Bird's-eye Views of Society," is equal in excel-
lence to many of its predecessors. In fact, you
may look at any of the plates for half-an-hour,
and the longer you look the more will be found
to look at. " National characters," compares the
various peculiarities of different nationalities. A
paper on " Cooks" must have been written by
one of themselves, such a i,igh position is given
to them in society. "A Description of the Manu-
facture of paper" gives a full account of the process.
Chapters 14 and 15 of " Agnes of Sorrento," com-
plete the number.

Baily's Sporting.
The frontispiece represents George Lane Fox,
Esq., which is, of course, well executed ; a
biography is also added of George Lane, who, for
a long time, had been master of the Branham-Moor
Hounds. The remarks of the gentleman in Black
are clever, and his remarks, on many subject. sen-
sible. Number VIII of Wild Life is a continuation
of Australian Life ; but the author takes good cares
not to define his locality, which might be hard to
find, for it combines all the luxuries of civilised life
with more game of every kind than is to be found
in any one known place. His descriptions are,
nevertheless, truthfully F• n d well written. In
"Farming and Fox-hunting," from the able
pen of Scutator, the author dilates at some
length on the connection and mutual interest
which should exist between the Farmer
and Fox-hunter, and shows how, if each party
would act in, good faith towards the other, that it
would be to the advantage of both. He also gives
a history of the farmer and squire of olden times,
and the rise of the present class. " The Old
Country Squire" furnishes, by way of a change, a
Highland legend, in a running mnsical rhyme,
entaled—

A LAY OF GLEN LOCHAY ;
OIL, THE LEGEND OF COILLICH 'WOOD.
I will sing you a lay of Glen Lochay,
The tale of the Coillich Wood ;
Of the fearful affiright, of the weaver that night,
At the tree were the bogie stood.
Good Duncan M'Pherson, a weaver by trade,
Tried to keep Donald Brown from evil ;
But Donald the farmer, quite deaf to the charmer,
Surrendered himself to the devil.
For Donald's black heart was as hard as the door
Which he shut in the face of his friend ;
Though known to be rich he was hard to the poor,
Neither morals nor manners he'd mend.
" Our Jockeys" is continued, and we have a paper
on " Our Eleven in Winter Quarters," and their
proposed Australian voyage. " Our Van," and
other sporting news, conclude.
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