The Carlisle independent., 1909-08-19

It is a rem arkable fact that no one ever returns from a visit to the south of Ireland without having something to say in praise of the country he has left behind him.
 The south of Ireland on Saxon lips, generally means the Lakes of Killar ney; but, as matter of fact, there is hardly an acre of the Kingdom of Kerry, especially of it's coast-line, that is not exquisitely beautiful. Now that means of transit are both so rapid and reasonable, it is pity that all this beauty is not better known. The best way to make it's acquaintance is to go by rail to Kenmare, and then following the coach road round the coast, lead up to Killarney, if desired, as final From Kenmare the road runs close to the sea, though high above it, leaving Dromore castle to keep watch over the blue waters of Ken mare bay on the left, until the bridge is reached beneath which the river Blaekwater tone of r Blackwaters in Great Britain and Ireland, by the way}, rushes seaward down a fern clad rayine. Thence the track de- scends through thiekets of. wind gnarled oak and glistening arbutus, intersected by water-courses, half hid den beneath luxuriant growth of the great Osmunda regalis, to Parknasilla.
 Parknasilla is an ideal spot for anyone in search of warmth and sun- shine. On the north and east it is sheltered from harsh winds by high mountains, and the breeze that blows in from the Atlantic brings with it balmy temperature of the gulf stream. In this sheltered spot palms and aloes will winter safely out of doors, and the huge growth attained by delicate, semi-tropical evergreens testifies to the equableness of the climate. Those who can afford to travel in the leisure ly manner such surroundings demand should loiter a day or two at Parkna- silla at the Great Southern hotel,
 nee a bishops palace, whose beauti- ul wooded grounds stretch to the fater's edge. Close at hand is the lovely Gararish island, where sandy, sunny coves form an ideal resting place for summer afternoon
 Winding up from Parknasilla through groves of oak and beech, the road leads at last into the wilder beauty of the hills, which rise on the right hand into the precipitous heights of Crohan mountain. Once upon a time this district was populous with miners and smelters, for the noun tains are rich in copper; but there are no signs of human habitation there now. Another interesting relic of the past, close by, is Cahirdaniel, the site of an old Danish fort, eloquent of stormy times. The sea appears once more at Derrynane, where a ruined abbey stands ou on rocky penin- sula, while the erstwhile home of Dan iel O'Connell, "the Liberator," stands within stones throw.
 From Derrynane the scenery is a succession of mountain passes until the road descends to Waterville, lying midway between the sea on one hand and Currane lake on the other Wateryille affords ideal headquarters for the fisherman. The tough is well stocked with brown trout, which give good sport throughout the season, and the white trout come up from the sea annually to spawn. The sea angler kgill appreciate the pollack, a fish Which will put up good fight on rod with light tackle and prove equally good eating when landed. The archae- ologist also will find Waterville worth prolonged stay, and the prehistoric remains of Staigue fort, within easy distance. are reported to be at least 1000 years old. Other points of in terest are the cable stations both on the mainland and Valentia island.
 For the remainder of the journey the way crosses rocky moorland in- terspersed with bog and heather, until the railway is regained at Cahirciyeen. The interest in this section of the road lies chiefly seaward, where be- vond cliff-bound Ballinskelligs bay lie tbe two islets known as the Great and Little Skelligs. The Great Skellig is a lighthouse station, and on the sum- init of the rock are some interesting beehiye dwellings reported to be of monastic origin. The Little Skellig is