Where Gerennius' beacon stands High above Pendower sands; Where, about the windy Nare, Foxes breed and falcons pair; Where...

"Trust in good verses then: They only shall aspire, When pyramids, as men Are lost i'the funeral fire." As the...

Under the green shore that faces the port, and at a point that, as the meeting-place of river and harbour, may be called indifferently...

At Madeira seven of us were added to the first-class passengers of the Cambuscan, homeward bound from Cape Town; and even so the compa...

A YARN. If any one cares to buy the yawl Siren, he may have her for 200 pounds, or a trifle less than the worth of her balla...

A DROLL. Once upon a time there was a small farmer living in Wendron parish, not far from the church-town. 'Thaniel Teague was...

[The scene is the kitchen of a small farm-house above the Walkham River, on the western edge of Dartmoor. The walls, originally of rou...

We were eight men in the picket. My cornet, Ned Penkevill, rode beside me; our trumpeter, Israel Hutson, a pace or two behind; with fi...

Once upon a time there was born a man-child with a magic shadow. His case was so rare that a number of doctors have been disputing...

On the outskirts of the village of Gantick stand two small semi-detached cottages, coloured with the same pale yellow wash, their fron...

It was not as in certain toy houses that foretell the weather by means of a man-doll and a woman-doll--the man going in as the woman c...

I was fourteen that Christmas:--all Veryan parish knows the date of the famous "Black Winter," when the Johann brig came ash...

"See here, you'd best lose the bitch--till tomorrow, anyway. She ain't the sight to please a strict man, like your dad, o...

It is just six years ago that I first travelled the coast from Gorrans Haven to Zoze Point. Since then I have visited it in fair w...

There are said to be many vipers on the Downs above the sea; but it was so pleasant to find a breeze up there allaying the fervid afte...

One of these days I hope to write a treatise on the Mayors of Cornwall--dignitaries whose pleasant fame is now night, remembered only ...

To a Lady who had asked for a Fairy Tale. You thought it natural, my dear lady, to lay this command on me at the dance last nigh...

In the room of one of my friends hangs a mirror. It is an oblong sheet of glass, set in a frame of dark, highly varnished wood, carved...

I. THE AFFAIR OF BLEAKIRK-ON-SANDS. [The events, which took place on November 23, 186-, are narrated by Reuben Cartwright, E...

Judge between me and my guest, the stranger within my gates, the man whom in his extremity I clothed and fed. * * * * * * *  ...