Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1883-05-18
OUR LETTER FROM CORNWALL.
IF. NJ" BIDS ADIEU TO THAT INTER-
EsTING COUNTY.

| front decked with climbing roses and
fuchsia and geranium bushes.
On Friday afternoon 1 took the
train and went up to Truro and. by
the way, the trains in Cornwall like
all English trains are very convenient
running both ways every half hour or
so with great punctuality and with
considerable speed. That afternoon
! Truro seemed to me like d place asleep
or half dead Most of the shops were
shut, and but few people were stirring
in the streets, ! afterwards learned
| that Friday afternoon was the
weekly haIf-holiday. 1t is too bad
! Truro is so hidden. If it we're built
on Hill or hillside it would lie a much
prettier place. AS it is the suburbs on
| the hills surrounding are very pretty,
| especially in the nelghborhood of
| KenWyn church | was interested in
Truro cathedral, but owing to the
| hoardings on all sides of it, could
| hardly see how far the building had
progressed III ever finished it will be
noble pile, but will need the tearing
down Of many of the surrounding
houses in order that it may be seen
properly. Part of the interesting old
church of st. Mary is built in with
the new building.
In narrow passage leading from
the cathedral to the principal
business street, | found the most
primitive barber shop | ever met with.
| was charged only nine pence for
shave, shampoo and hair cut" but
the BARRIERS chair was only an ordinary
kitchen chair, which almost caused
| the dislocation of the neck, and the
drying process after the shampoo had
TO be taken in hand by myself by
means of Il towel on roller, as the
| barber had other customers waiting.
| found afterwards however that
Truro could boast Of better shops and
and that | had gone to third class
one.
The following day we took the con-
veuient train again and were carried
down to st. Firth, a small station past
lIayle. where we took the train for
Carbis Bay, one of the prettiest bays
on the north coast. A beautiful eX-
apnse of sand presented itself, us the
tide was out. On the left st. Ives
castle was the principal feature and
on the right Godfrey light house, and
the tremendous cliffs beyond, ending
with the rocks called the cow and
calf" or IMAM and wife," which stands
OtlJ Ill lIlt OICtllI lDStiSOils
After strolling some time over the
smooth sand ard watching 1.-The turn
of the tide" we climbed the cliffs and
took The foot path leading 10 St. Ives.
1t was Il charming walk along the
edges of the high cliffs over many
rustic stiles and through fields of
broccoli or caullilower, which i'll this
favored spot scarce feel breath of
winter, but are planted out in July or
August, and i'll January and February
are lit to cut for the London market
ST. Ives beyond its charming situation,
has nothing particularly striking, I'M
less it be the smell of fish, in the Oldest
part of the town. 1t has a quaint old
church and some very picturesque mar
row streets and on the hill stand
| rregcnna Castle, now one Of the most
| delightful summer hotels i'll Cornwall
| The castle grounds are very beautiful
and in shady places, were suberD
specimens of the lydrangea, which
IN Cornwall and on the Channel
| Islands shades SO beautifully from the
alnteSt pink to an almost sky blue,
when in bloom. Lately st. Ives like
all the other Cornish towns on the
sea coast, has become well patroniz-
| ed summer resort.
find that | have passed over our
visit to Gwennap Pit one of the sights
| in the ueighborhood of Scorrier. We
| walked over there past the charming
places of Scorrier and Ires ullow the
morning of the same day that we
visited st. Ives. The Pit which is
| built like an amphitheatre, on the site
| Of Il deserted mine Is used Tor relle-
| IgiouS services on certain fine Sundays
of the year. Ii will hold several thous-
andS of people, believe and l. must
| bc most impressive sight when well
| filled. 1t made us think OF grass
| grown Roman amphltheatres. We pass
| ed through st. Day, when going and
returning and although it was market
day we had the streets to ourselves.
| An old woman selling apples and
onions WAS stationed i'll front OF the
clock tower OF the market house, and
| as far as we could see she constituted
| the market.
Before leaving Scorrier we visited
two very fine. well kept farms, Stem
| Goose and Mawla. From the latter
place, where we dined, we drove 10
| Porlhtowall-a little seaside resort
with magiticient beach and grand
| towering cliffs. The tide was COM
| ing in and as the beach inclined very
| title it came in very rapidly, thus
cutting us off from our intended stroll
along the sand to Chapelporth, and
| Ihe fine CaVernS near by. We climbed
the cliffs and walked along them to
| Chapelporth. but were then too late
| to see the cavernS, the tide being
SO far in. On our way back something
over a mile we were caught in the rain
and reached Porthtown wet through.
| Lucky kind friends who had been
spending the summer there and whose
hospitality we were enjoying, were
able To furnish us with dry clothes.
| 1t poured rain all the rest of the eve
ming and until we got back to Wheal
| Rose,
The next day, delightful day, we
went to Truro and from there to Pen
rvn. Thence we drove TO frehah
AGAIN there TO spend our two last days
in Cornwall The beautiful country
was AS charming us when we first
saw it. with the additional charms
! given it by the trim stacks left In the
| fields hv the harNesters. At Irebah
we found letters for us from our
| companions of the summer, VINO nad
| returned from the continent ana were
visiting friends i'll Tavlstock. We at
once wrote telling them To meet us
in Edinburg, and not knowing the
name of our hotel made Sir. Walter
| Scots monument our rendezvous
for the following Tuesday morning at
nine O'clock.
Our last day ut Trebah, was spent
| in walking in the neighborhood, aud
! IN visiting the charming beach. In
| the afternoon we walked through the
village of Mawnan Smith, quaint
little place with white-washed matched
| cottages. covered III front with fuchsla
bushes and prett. climbing shrubs,
The Red Lion" looked as if 1t had
stepped out of picture. Continuing
our stroll through deep lanes over
stiles and through fields strewn with
red peoples and blue corn flowers. we
reached rregedna only To find the
servants in possession. We wrote our
adieux in the smooth gravel of the
walk, and going down to the beach at
| Mainporth Ieisurely started for Nav
nan church about three miles distant.
1t is amazing to find out how much
one can walk in Cornwall. or in Eng
| land for that matter. without feeling
tired. The fact lies not alone In the
good roads and the delightful atmos-
phere, but in the variety of the land
| seape, the constant surprises given by