TRE’R CEIRI.—Across a hollow, from one summit of the Rivals (Eifl) to the

other, extends an immense rampart of stones, or perhaps the ruins of a

wall, which effectually block up the pass; and near this place, on the

summit of these hills, is a most perfect and regularly fortified British

Post, called Tre’r Caerau, the Town of Fortresses, or perhaps Tre’r

Ceiri, the Town of the Giants. The most accessible side is defended by

three walls; the lowest is very imperfect, the next tolerably entire, and

has in it the grand entrance; this wall, in one part, points upwards

towards the third, and runs round the edges of the top of the hill; the

second wall unites with the first, which runs into a point, reverts and

joins the highest, in a place where the hill becomes inaccessible: the

facing on the two upper walls are very entire, especially that of the

uppermost; they are lofty, and exhibit from below a grand and extensive

front; the space on the top is an irregular area, part is steep and part

flat, and is covered with heath, which affords shelter to a few red

grouse;—the whole is almost filled with cells.—To be seen with advantage,

the station should be taken from the summit, about which the cells (which

are the foundations of the huts of the soldiers,) are very distinct, and

disposed with much art: about the middle is a square place, fenced with

stores, a sort of _Prætorium_, surrounded with two rows of cells; numbers

are also scattered about the plain, and others again are contiguous to

the wall, all along the inside. The fortifications on Pen-maen-mawr bear

a great similarity to the mode of defence adopted on this strong Post.

The cells are mostly perfect, of various forms, round, oval, oblong, and

square; some of the round are fifteen feet in diameter, of the oblong,

thirty feet in length, with long entrances, regularly faced with stone;

all of them, when inhabited, were no doubt well protected from the

weather, by roofs covered with thatch and sod. The upper wall was in

many places fifteen feet high on the outside, and often sixteen feet

broad; it consisted of two parallel and contiguous parts, one higher than

the other, serving as a parapet to the lower, which seemed to have its

walk, like that at Chester; there was in one place a cell in the

thickness of the wall, or perhaps a sally port, in part stopped by the

falling in of the stones. There is an excellent plan of this encampment

in Mr. Pennant’s Tour. We shall now descend from these elevated summits,

in order to visit Nant Gwrtheyrn, or Vortigern’s Valley, where that

Prince is said to have fled from the rage of his subjects, and where it

was said he and his Castle were consumed with lightning. His life had

been profligate, the Monks therefore were determined that he should not

die the common death of all men, and accordingly made him perish with

signal marks of the vengeance of Heaven. Fancy cannot frame a place more

fit for a retreat from the knowledge of mankind, or more apt to inspire

one with full hopes of security from any pursuit.—Embosomed in a lofty

mountain, on two sides bounded by stony steeps, on which no vegetables

appear, but the blasted heath and stunted gorse; the third side exhibits

a most tremendous front of black precipice, with the loftiest peak of the

mountain _Eifl_ soaring above, and the only opening to this secluded spot

is towards the sea, a northern aspect; the Glenn is tenanted by a few

families, who raise oats, and keep a few cattle, sheep, and goats. Just

above the sea is a high and verdant mount, natural, but the top and sides

fortified by art; on this might have been the residence of the

unfortunate Prince, of which time has destroyed every other vestige.

Till the beginning of the last century, a _tumulus_ of stone within, and

externally covered with turf, was to be seen here; it was known by the

name of _Bedd Gwrtheyrn_, tradition having regularly delivered down the

report of this having been the place of his interment. The inhabitants

of the Parish dug into the _Carn_, and found in it a stone Coffin,

containing the bones of a tall man. This gives a degree of credibility

to the tradition, especially as no other bones were found with it, no

other _tumuli_ on the spot; a proof at least of respect to the rank of

the person; and that the place was deserted after the death of the Royal

Fugitive, about the year 465. Craig y Llam, near this place, is a

tremendous lofty precipice, impending over the sea, and frequented in the

summer season by numerous flocks of migratory birds, where their nests

are ranged in regular tiers, on the ledges of this singular rock, in the

same manner as at Gogarth, near Conway before-mentioned; underneath is a

curious cave, accessible only by water, and visited in fine weather by

different parties of pleasure, who bring their provisions along with

them, and dine in the recesses of the Cliff.

From hence we descend again to the road, pass by Pistill, a little

Chapel, annexed to Edern, and soon arrive at NEVIN, a small Town, and

Contributory Borough to Carnarvon; this place was bestowed on _Nigel de

Lohareyn_, by the Black Prince, in the twelfth year of his Principality,

and made a free borough, was allowed a Guild Mercatory with every

privilege attendant on other free Boroughs, and all the liberties and

Customs granted heretofore to that of Newborough, in Anglesey. He also

gave it a grant of two Fairs, annually, and a Market on a Sunday, to

which the Inhabitants of the Commot of Dinlleyn, were obliged to resort.

Here Edward the First, in 1284, held his triumph on the conquest of

Wales, and perhaps to conciliate the affections of his new subjects, in

imitation of our Hero Arthur, held a round table, and celebrated it with

dance and tournament,

Where throngs of Knights and Barons bold,

In weeds of Peace, high triumphs hold;

With store of Ladies, whose bright eyes

Reign influence, and judge the prize

Of wit or arms, while both contend

To win her grace whom all commend.

The concourse was prodigious, for not only the chief Nobility of England,

but numbers from foreign parts graced the festival with their presence.

The Gauls, as we are informed, sat at their round tables, to destroy all

dispute about precedence; and every Knight had at his back a Squire with

his Armour, in waiting. The Market is on Saturday, and the Fairs are

holden on the fourth of April, Saturday before Whitsuntide, 25th of

August, and 18th of September. The Church is dedicated to St. Mary; it

is a discharged Rectory and Vicarage, valued in the King’s Books at £2.

13_s._ 4_d._ and is in the patronage of Wynne Finch Griffith, Esq. of

Cefn Amwlch. Nevin is situated upon the Irish Channel, and has a small

Pier, which is found to be very useful for the Herring Fishery, by which

the Inhabitants principally subsist. The Herrings, about the year 1771,

were taken here is vast abundance, from Perth Ysgadan, or the Port of

Herrings, to Bardsey Island, and all along this coast; the capture

amounted usually to the value of about four thousand pounds. These

desultory fish, says Mr. Pennant, about the period above-mentioned,

appeared in July and went away in October; in earlier times, they came in

September and disappeared in November; _Dories_ are also often taken

here: the fishermen, till within these last 20 years, were wont to fling

them away, on account of their ugly appearance, however they at last

discovered that they were accounted a great luxury. Crabs and Lobsters

are also taken on this Coast, in great abundance, particularly about

Bardsey, and are conveyed to the Liverpool Market. After quitting the

small poor town of Nevin, we soon arrive at Porth Dinlleyn, near which is

a Dinas, or fortified eminence, which probably gave name not only to this

excellent harbour, but also to the Commot in which it is situated. An

attempt was made some years ago, by W. A. Madocks, Esq. and some other

gentlemen, to establish a regular communication between this place and

Ireland, and for that purpose, a new road was made from hence to

Tremadoc, and considerable sums of money were expended in erecting a

breakwater or pier-head here, building a new Inn, &c. in hopes that

Government would be prevailed upon to give this harbour the preference,

and bring the Packets here from Holyhead, and consequently that the Mail

Coaches would run this road; however, this plan, for some reasons not

known to the writer, did not succeed. From hence, Garn Madryn, and Garn

Beduan Hills make a very conspicuous appearance, near the former of which

is the seat of Parry Jones Parry, Esq. and not far from the latter is the

Church and Parish of that name, and the neglected seat of the Wynne’s,

ancestors of Lord Newborough. We then pass through the small Village of

Edeyrn or Edern; the living is a Rectory, in the gift of the Bishop,

valued in the King’s Books at £8. 5_s._ the Church is dedicated to St.

Edern. The distance from hence to Tydweiliog, the next little village,

is about three or four miles, this is a small perpetual Curacy, Church

dedicated to St. Gwyfen, a female Saint, whose festival is on the 3d of

June. Not far distant from hence, on the left of the road, are two old

Family Seats; the first is Brynodol, the property of J. Griffith, of

Llanfair, Esq. here it seems Mr. Pennant was most hospitably entertained,

by his friend the late Hugh Griffith, Esq. (father of the last-mentioned

gentleman), when he made the Tour of this part of the County. Brynodol,

by advantage of situation on the side of a hill, commands a vast view of

a flat woodless tract, the sea, and a noble mass of mountains: The Eifl

hills, Garn Boduan, and the huge Garn Madryn rise in the fore-ground, and

beyond these soars all Snowdonia, from those Alps which surround the

Wyddfa, to the most remote in the County of Merioneth. The other is

Cefnamwlch, now the property of Wynne Finch Griffith, Esq. and many years

ago the occasional residence of John Griffith, of Voelas, Esq. a

gentleman whose family, as well as that of Brynnodol, claim descent from

the Princes of Wales. From Tudweiliog to Aberdaron the distance is about

eight miles, over the Common of Rhôs Hirwen, and a flat uninteresting

Country; during this latter part of the journey, the road passes within a

short distance of several small Churches, such as Penllech and Llan

Gwnadle on the right; and Meyllteyrn and Bryncroes on the left: near this

extremity of the Promontory, are also the ruins of several little

Chapels, such as Eglwys Fair, Capel Anelog, Capel Odo, Capel Bodferyn,

Capel Cwm Dylif, &c. which proves that this part of the main land (as

well as the Island of Bardsey) was the retreat of numerous recluses and

devotees, in ancient times.—At Llan Gwnadl (alias Gwynhoydyl) is the

following inscription: S. GWYNHOYDYL IACIT HIC 750: & HÆC ÆDES ÆDIFICATA

&c. On the sea coast are several small Creeks, useful to the fishermen,

who find in them during the Herring fishery, a safe retreat from storms;

the names of some of which we shall here introduce Porth Towyn, Porth

Colman, Porth Gwylan, Porth Ysgadan, Porth Cadlan, (or Cadfan), Porth

Llywennan, Porth Orion, Porth Iago, Porth Feryn, Porth Neudwy, (or

Meudwy) Porth Samddai, &c. At a place called Hen Fonwent, not far from

the ruins of an old town, Tre Dindywydd, in the parish of Bryn croes,

several earthen pots and urns were discovered some years ago, containing

ashes and human bones; and near Ty Engion, an old stone altar was found,

called Cerrig Inco, and another near Monachdy, in the same Parish; and a

stone Coffin, (Cistfaen) on Ty mawr Farm, near the same place. There are

also several British encampments in this neighbourhood, viz. Castell

Caeron, on Mynydd y Rhiw mountain; Castell Odo, on Mynydd Ystum; and two

on Mynydd Cilan, in the parish of Llan Engan. Several eminences bear the

name of Pen yr Orsedd, i.e. the Throne, or Seat of Judicature, two of

these are not far distant from Nevin; and near Cefnamwlch is a Cromlech,

called Coetan Arthur. The following wells may also be mentioned as

remarkable, on account of their bearing the names of British Saints; viz.

Ffynnon Saint, Ffynnon Ddurdan, Ffynnon Cefn Llaethfaen, Ffynnon Eliw, in

the Parish of Rhiw; Ffynnon Garmon, in Aberdaron, and Ffynnon Lleuddad,

in Bryncroes.

Aberdaron is a small fishing Village, situated on a sandy Bay, at the

extremity of the Promontory of Lleyn (_Langanum Promontorium_); the mouth

of the Bay is protected by two little Islands, called _Ynys Gwylan_; it

takes its name from the rivulet _Daron_, which here empties itself into

the sea; the inhabitants are mostly fishermen. The Church, which

consists of two aisles, supported by four handsome pillars, is dedicated

to St. Hoywyn; it was a sanctuary, and much frequented by pilgrims;

Leland says it was called Llan Engan Frenin, (_Fanum Niniani Reguli_),

but it is very probable, that the transcribers of his work must have made

a mistake, as _Llan Engan_ is seven or eight miles distant, on the road

to Pwllhely, and where there is a very curious inscription on the

Steeple, copied and explained by Mr. Rowlands. The Rectorial Tithes

belong to St. John’s College, Cambridge; the Vicarage is in the patronage

of the Bishop. This and Porth Meudwy, (a small Creek near it) were the

places where Devotees, in former times, usually embarked for Bardsey

(Enlli), and the curious stranger, who may wish to visit that Island, can

easily procure a boat here, but before he sets sail he should examine the

ruins of St. Mary’s Chapel (Capel Fair), and also our Lady’s Cave and

Well, (Ogof Mair a Ffynnon Fair,) the former is situated in a small

plain, between two hills, Uwch Mynydd a Mynydd y Gwyddel, and the latter

not far distant, nearly at the foot of a dreadful precipice called Maen

Melyn, and from which, no doubt, this Commot (Cwmmwd-maen) takes its

name. There is a most hazardous and circuitous path, down to the Cave

and Well, along which Devotees frequently descended in former days, and

even at the present time many are induced to visit the spot from

curiosity. Maen Melyn is a yellow rock, streaked with white veins, in

the middle of a black precipice, and at a distance has much the

appearance of a large dog or leopard. In the dark ages of Popish

Superstition it was supposed that if a person could descend by this path,

and bring up a mouthful of water from the well, his wish would be

certainly fulfilled; the Cape, at the end of the Promontory is called

_Penyccil_, and the ridge of hills Braich y pwll. This Chapel was placed

here, in all probability, to give the seamen an opportunity of invoking

the tutelar Saint for protection through this dangerous Sound.

The Convent at Bardsey (Enlli) was one of the most ancient religious

Institutions in North Wales, for Eineon Frenin, one of the Regnli of the

County is said, in conjunction with Emyr Llydaw, to have founded a

College in that Island, about the middle of the 9th Century, and Lleudad

(Landatus) is generally supposed to have been the first Abbot. Dufrig,

(Dubritius) Archbishop of Caerleon, is represented in our Welsh Annals to

have resigned in favour of St. David’s, and to have retired to Bardsey,

where he died about the year 612, from which circumstance, it is evident

that there must have been a religious establishment here prior to that

period. It seems likely to have been a seat of the _Culdees_, or

_Colidei_, the first religious recluses of Great Britain, who sought

Islands and desert places, in which they might in security worship the

true God. It was certainly resorted to in very early times, for we are

assured, from undoubted authority, that it flourished as a Convent in the

days of _Cadvan_, King of Britain, who was coeval with Dubritius, it was

an Abbey, dedicated to St. Mary, and in the _Sebright_ MSS. a petition is

recorded, says Mr. Pennant, from the Abbot to Edward II. in which he sets

forth the injuries he had received from the Sheriff of Carnarvon, who had

extorted from him 68_s._ 6_d._ contrary to his Deed of ffeoffment, on

which the King directed Roger de Mortimer, Justiciary of Wales, to make

enquiry into the matter, who reported that the Abbot held his Lands, in

the County of Carnarvon, in puram et perpetuam elemosynam, without any

service or secular acknowledgment; and further, that David, Lord of

Lleyn, and brother to the last Prince of Wales, had exacted the same sum,

as did his _Pencynydd_, or Master of his Dogs, possibly under pretence of

maintaining them; the King therefore, by his special favor, and by advice

of his Council, does for ever remit the said sum and all arrears, and

directs that no one in future, either on his account or that of his

heirs, ever should molest the Convent. The slaughter of the Monks, at

Bangor Iscoed, about the year 607, is supposed to have contributed to the

population of this Island, for not only the brethren who escaped, but

numbers of other pious Britons fled hither, to avoid the rage of the

Saxons.

There is a most curious, though superstitious document, still extant,

written in Latin, in which it is asserted, that in consequence of the

prayers of Holy Lleudad (Sanctus Laudatus) one of the first Abbots, and

in consideration of the good and pious lives of the first Members of this

Convent, the Almighty granted them the strange and uncommon privilege of

departing out of this mortal life by seniority, so that like grapes in

the vintage, (as it is there expressed) the most ripe (i.e. the eldest)

was cut down first; and that this continued to be the case for many

years, until these once Holy Brethren became again degenerated, and

relapsed into various sins and vices, so that the Almighty was incensed

against them, and summoned them hence, like the rest of mankind, without

any respect to age or seniority.—This may serve as a specimen of the

numerous tales and legends, invented by these and other idle and bigotted

Monks.

This small Island, according to the Welsh History, afforded _asylum_,

during life, to twenty thousand reputed Saints, and, after death, graves

to as many of their bodies; well therefore might it be called _Insula

Sanctorum_, Isle of Saints; but, with Dr. Fuller, it must be observed,

that it would be much easier to find graves in Bardsey, for so many

Saints, than Saints for so many graves.—Nine hundred of these Devotees

are said to have fled hither from the Massacre of the Monks, at Bangor

Iscoed, in Flintshire.

The following are the names of some of the first Abbots, and reputed

Saints, who are said to have been buried there:

1. Lleudad, (Laudatus) the first Abbot.

2. Dufrig, (Dubricius) once Arch Bishop of Caerlleon ar Wysg, or

Llandaf.

3. St. David, who retired hither from the Synod of Brevi, (Llan Ddewi

Brefi).

4. Cadvan, who came to Wales from Llydaw, or Armorica, attended by the

following persons: Padarn, Hywyn, Sulien, Tanwg, Tydecho, Tecwyn, and

many others.

5. Dewrdan, or Dwrdan, from whom Bodwrda, in this neighbourhood is

supposed to have been so called, or from Cowrda, to whom Abererch Church

is dedicated.

6. Daniel, first Bishop of Bangor.

7. Beuno, to whom Clynnog Fawr is dedicated.

8. Myrddin ap Morfryn, (or Merlinus Caledonius or Sylvestris).

9. Hywyn ap Gwnda Hên, Steward to Cadvan, and to the Saints at Bardsey.

10. Dervel, to whom Llan Dderfel in Merionethshire is dedicated.

11. Eineon, or Engan Frenin, King of Lleyn.

12. Cawrdaf St. at Abererch.

13. Cadwallawn ap Owen Gwynedd, Abbot in the year 1169.

14. Thomas ap Griffith Nicholas, of Dinevor, in South Wales, who was

killed in a Duel at Penal, in Merionethshire, was buried here.

15. Griffith ap Thomas, nephew of Griffith ap Nicholas, was interred

here.

16. Hugh ap Richard ap Sion ap Madog, of Bodwrda, was buried here, in

the time of Queen Elizabeth.—See William Lleyn’s Elegy on his Death.

This little Inland, at present contains about twelve or fifteen houses,

and about sixty or seventy inhabitants, who are mostly fishermen.—It

produces very good barley, and round its coast are great plenty of fish,

and abundance of Lobsters, which are mostly sent (as before observed) to

the Liverpool Market.

The revenues of the Monastery, at the general Dissolution, amounted,

according to Dugdale, to £46. 1s. 4d. Tradition says, that Aberdaron,

Bryn-croes, and Nevin, originally belonged to Bardsey, but at present the

Tythes of those three Parishes, are the property of the Cefn Amwlch

Family; and it is very probable that one of their ancestors purchased

them of the King (Henry VIII.) or his Ministers at that time. This

Island was granted by Edward VI. to his Uncle, Sir T. Seymour, and

afterwards to John, Earl of Warwick; and the present proprietor’s father

purchased it from Dr. Wilson of Newark. A tenement, called Court, in the

Parish of Aberdaron, originally belonged to Bardsey, and was granted and

purchased with the Inland, as before described. Part of Lleyn is to this

day, called the Lordship or Manor of Bardsey, and a kind of Leet Court is

still held, occasionally, either at Aberdaron, Bryncroes or Tydweiliog,

which is called the Court of the Lord of the Manor of Bardsey. The

present Lord of the Manor is the Marquis of Anglesey; there are also a

Recorder, Bailiff and Constable, attached to this Lordship. The Court

was probably held, formerly, at the above-mentioned Farm, which still

bears the name of Court; and not far off is another place, called _Secar_

(Exchequer), and it seems there was a prison or gaol there, for near it

is a hill, called Brynn y Grogbren, or Gallows Hill.—In general, when any

of the Inhabitants die, they are brought to Aberdaron for interment; but

in very stormy weather, the corpse is buried in the old Abbey Church

yard, and the person who is best qualified reads the funeral service.

Many years ago, when some of the Inhabitants had been to a Mill at

Aberdaron, a great tempest arose on their return, and they were blown to

the Coast of Cardiganshire, and landed in safety. A Light House is very

much wanted on this Island, as, for want of such an object to direct

them, Vessels are driven on Sarn Badrig-Goffrydiau-Caswennan, and other

dangerous rocks, and many lives lost every year. We are happy to add,

that such a building is at present in contemplation. There are several

Welsh Poems still extant, addressed to some of the Abbots.—Not far from

hence is Carreg, the seat of Robert Thomas Carreg, Esq. now resident at

Cefn mine.

The distance from Aberdaron to Pwllheli is about twenty miles; the road

along the sea coast by Llanfaelrhys, Rhiw, Llandegwnning, Llan Engan, and

Llanbedrog, is the most interesting.—On a part of the Promontory, called

_Penrhyn Du_, in former years, have been considerable adventurers for

Lead Ore, and attempts to drain the mines, by means of a fire Engine, but

the expences proved to exceed the profits.—The dangerous Bay, between

Rhiw Mountain (Mynydd y Rhiw) and Penrhyn Du, is called by the Sailors

Hell’s Mouth, being considered the _Scylla_ to the Charybdis of Sarn

Badrig, whose extremity lies nearly opposite; and if the mariners can

pass between these two, there is a very secure anchorage for ships of

large burthen, at a place called the St. Tudwal Roads, near the two

Islands of that name, on the largest of which are the remains of a small

Chapel, dedicated to that reputed Saint.—At Abersoch, near this place, is

also a small but safe harbour, where barley and other articles, the

produce of this part of the County, are exported, and coals, &c.

imported. At Gelliwig, which _was_ (for we greatly regret to hear that

he is lately dead) the residence of Colonel Evan Jones, a gentleman who,

as a brave and enterprizing officer, distinguished himself in several

campaigns, particularly in Egypt, under Sir Ralph Abercrombie; the writer

cannot refrain from paying this tribute to departed worth, for he was

certainly an honor to his country, and greatly beloved by all who knew

him. And at Nanhoron, in this neighbourhood, is the elegant and

hospitable seat of Colonel Edwards, one of the few gentlemen who

constantly reside in the country, and give regular employment to a number

of poor labourers, and set a good example to their tenantry in

Agricultural improvements. The following inscription was transcribed

from a Monument, erected to the memory of his brave father, Captain

Edwards, in the Parish Church of Llan Gian:

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