There lay her fayre garments all drenched in blood, This is a delusion caused by enchantment; Goonhylda still lives. Tregeagle offers himself to Goonhylda, who rejects his suit with scorn, and desires to leave the castle. Tregeagle coolly informs her that she cannot quit the place; Goonhylda threatens him with her father's vengeance. She is a prisoner, but her page contrives to make his escape, and in the evening arrives at Launceston Castle gate. The Earl of Cornwall hearing from the page that his daughter lives and is a prisoner, arms himself and all his retainers "And ere the greye morne peep'd the eastern hills o'er, Tregeagle will not obey the summons, but suddenly "they hearde the Black Hunter's dread voyce in the wynde!" "They heard hys curste hell houndes runn yelping behynde, This gentleman in black, shakes the castle with his cry, "Come forth Sir Tregeagle, come forth and submit to thy fate." Of course he comes forth, and " "the rede bolte of vengeaunce shot forth wyth a glare, and strooke him a corpse. to the grounde!" "Then from the black corpse a pale spectre appear'd, And hyed him away through the night." Goonhylda is of course found uninjured, and taken home by the earl. The castle disappears and Dozmare Pool reappears; but "Stylle as the traveller pursues hys lone waye, In horroure at nyghte o'er the waste, He hears Syr Tregeagle with shrieks rushe awaye, THE WISH HOUNDS. THE tradition of the Midnight Hunter and his headless. hounds, always, in Cornwall, associated with Tregeagle, prevails everywhere. The Abbot's Way on Dartmoor, an ancient road which extends into Cornwall, is said to be the favourite coursing ground of "the wish or wisked hounds of Dartmoor," called also the "yell-hounds," and the "yeth-hounds." The valley of the Dewerstone is also the place of their midnight meetings. Once I was told at Jump, that Sir Francis Drake drove a hearse into Plymouth at night with headless horses, and that he was followed by a pack of "yelling hounds" without heads. If dogs hear the cry of the wish hounds they all die. May it not be that "wish" is connected with the west country word "whist," meaning more than ordinary melancholy, a sorrow which has something weird surrounding it? "And then he sought the dark-green lane, Whose willows mourn'd the faded year, The Wishful Swain of Devon.-By POLWHELE. The author adds in a note, "An expression used by the vulgar in the north of Devon, to express local melancholy. There is something sublime in this impersonation of wishness." The expression is as common in Cornwall as it is in Devonshire. Mr Kemble has the following incorrect remarks on this word:"In Devonshire to this day all magical or supernatural dealings go under the common name of wishtness. Can this have any reference to Woden's name 'wyse?'" Mr Polwhele's note gives the true meaning of the word. Still Mr Kemble's idea is supported by the fact, that "there are Wishanger, (Wisehangre or Woden's Meadow,) one about four miles south-west of Wanborough in Surrey, and another near Gloucester."* And we find also, "south-east of Pixhill in Tedstone, Delamere, there are Wishmoor and Inksmoor near Sapey Bridge in Whitbourn." + IN CHENEY'S HOUNDS. N the parish of St Teath a pack of hounds was once kept by an old squire named Cheney. How he or they died I cannot learn; but on "Cheney Downs" the ghosts of the dogs are sometimes seen, and often heard, in rough weather. In the western parishes of the county, I can name several places which are said to be haunted by the "wish hounds."‡ * Kemble's Saxons in England, vol. i. p. 346. Wistman's Wood on Dartmoor, no doubt derives its name from its extraordinary character. Carrington, in his "Dartmoor," well describes its oaks : Dartmoor, a descriptive poem, by N. T. CARRINGTON, 1826. Murray. The British, Roman, and Saxon Antiquities and Folk-lore of Worcestershire, by Jabez Allies. + See Athenæum, No. 1013, March 27, 1847. See Appendix H for Notes on the BARGEST. THE MERMAIDS. "One Friday morning we set sail, And when not far from land, We all espied a fair mermaid With a comb and glass in her hand. The stormy winds they did blow," &c. -Old Song. ROMANCES OF THE MERMAIDS. T MORVA OR MORVETH, (Sea-daughters.) "You dwell not on land, but in the flood, -Duke Magnus and the Mermaid.—SMALAND. THE parish of this name is situated on the north west coast of Cornwall,-the parish of St Just being on its western borders, and that of Zennor on the east, between it and St Ives. The Cornish historian Tonkin says, "Morva signifies Locus Maritimus, a place near the sea, as this parish is. The name is sometimes written Morveth, implying much the same sense." The similarity of this name to "Morgan," sea-women, and "Morverch," sea-daughters, which Mr Keightley has shewn us is applied to the mermaids of the Breton ballads, is not a little curious. There are several stories current in this parish of ladies seen on the rocks, of ladies going off from the shore to peculiar isolated rocks, at special seasons, and of ladies sitting weeping and wailing on the shore. Mr Blight, in his "Week at the Land's-End," speaking of the church in the adjoining parish, Zennor, which still remains in nearly its primitive condition, whereas Morva church is a modern structure, says, "Some of the bench ends were carved; on |