12. Copper coming from the old iron after it is dried.

Hence we just looked into the assay house but could not see the process

the man having concluded work we also viewed the kilns and the coppers

where the sulphur is melted. Having taken a very competent survey and

complimented our obliging and intelligent conductor for his trouble in

the best manner we were able, we took a long walk for nearly five miles

to the west of Parys mountain towards Llanfechell where we heard there

was (fol. 105_a_) a prodigious large stone with writing under it to be

seen. Our conductor who was a young man of Amlwch speaking pretty good

English entertained us the whole way by a variety of ghost stories and

preternatural events the common talk of the neighbourhood. The stone we

were going to see was so big that it would sink the largest ship that

came to Amlwch. That it stood in a valley by itself resting on a flat

stone whereon a good many characters were engraved but nobody was able to

make them out but should some learned person have that good fortune the

stone would immediately move off of itself and there would be a pot of

gold to reward him for his schollarship. That a countryman living hard

by had seen the treasure three following nights in his dreams and had

spent some time in digging for it but all to no purpose for it was not

intended for him. On telling our guide he should equally (fol. 107)

share whatever we discovered it quickened our march astonishingly and I

really believe we were not above an hour in reaching the stone

notwithstanding the many impediments which crossed our way. On which we

passed an upright stone about seven feet high in the middle of a field

resembling some of those we before noticed as boundaries. Here exclaimed

Sancho a man also found a considerable treasure, although amused by his

simplicity it in some measure weakened the interest we had taken in the

object of our walk and we felt the less disappointed at finding we had

taken our ramble in vain when we arrived at the spot. For a candle being

procured at the treasure dreamer’s cottage we discovered that what they

took for letters were nothing but a few natural crevices in the rock and

that the stone itself though of some magnitude possessed no more claim to

notice than any other detached fragment lying by the road side. (fol.

107_a_) However disappointed we concealed our chagrin and even suffered

our conductor to take us half a mile out of the way to see an immense

stone which he said was called Praes Maen on account of a brass pot being

placed near it and that when the sun shone whoever could trace the shadow

at a particular time of the day would discover a great treasure in a

brass vessel. It was moonlight when we arrived at this stone which

certainly is more worthy of notice than the one we had quitted. It is

standing upright in the midst of a field and measures thirteen feet high

and fourteen and fifteen in circumference allowing four or five feet

under ground, it must have been a very heavy body and cost some trouble

to have erected it in its present position. Approaching nearer to Amlwch

we observed our quondam loquacious compation become very silent, and just

as we had passed an old wall about half a mile (fol. 108) from the town

he told us with evident marks of trepidation that there was a ghost

sitting there every night, on asking him if he had ever seen it he said

no but that many of his friends had, it was in the shape of a woman and

once had attempted to pull a farmer’s wife off her horse but was

prevented by the arrival of a second person when it vanished. That on

Christmas Eve the inhabitants of Amlwch used to come to the spot in order

to see how many lights would pass by and as many did so many persons as

travelled that road would die within the twelvemonth.

[Picture: No. 48. Ffedoged-y-Gowres]

I just mention these ridiculous stories to show that superstition still

reigns here and this superstition has perhaps been the guardian to many

of the druidical remains we noticed in the island. It was past six when

we returned to the inn where we were welcomed by a most excellent repast.

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