The public buildings of Workington are chiefly of modern date, and the

houses disposed into two clusters in that called the Upper town. In the

area of the new square is the corn-market, and at a short distance are

the assembly rooms and theatre, both of which, though small, are by no

means destitute of taste and elegance. It has a weekly market on

Wednesday for corn, and on Wednesday and Saturday for butchers' meat.

The church of St. Michael, forming a prominent object in the centre of

the Engraving, is a rectory in the patronage of the Curwen family, and

contains a monument of Sir Patrick Curwen, Bart., who died in 1661. The

chief source of industry here, as at Whitehaven and other towns of the

coast, is the coal-mines, which, in the vicinity of Workington, amount

to sixteen or upwards, with a depth of from forty to ninety fathoms. The

coal lies in bands or seams, divided from each other by intermediate

strata. Of these the uppermost is generally three feet thick, the second

four, and the third, or lowest, from ten to twelve feet. The extraneous

matter that separates the former varies considerably; but the covering

of the main coal is of the finest white freestone, about twenty yards

thick. When the "new seam," as it was then called, was first discovered

at Chapel-bank, the event was celebrated by the late proprietor, Mr.

Curwen, by a splendid festival, and a vast concourse of the inhabitants

and neighbours assembled to drink success to the "black diamond."

The quantity of coal shipped from this port, per week, amounted latterly

to two thousand tons or upwards, and the raising of which, with the aid

of several steam-engines, afford employment to between six and seven

hundred workmen. The agricultural society of Workington has contributed

much to the improvement of the county, and owes its origin to the

spirited and indefatigable example of the late proprietor of these

mines. A staith or loading stage for collier vessels is seen on the

right hand of the illustration. It is an object more valuable for its

utility than for any beauty in an artistic point of view; but it is a

distinguishing characteristic of all the ports engaged in the

coal-trade, and, wherever it can be rendered available, reduces the

expenses of the coal-owner, by obviating the necessity for keels or

lighters.

The mansion of the Curwen family--or hall, as it is more generally

designated--was formerly a castle of great strength; and,

notwithstanding the numerous alterations it has undergone since the

feudal epoch, still presents a noble and imposing feature in the

landscape. In this hospitable fortalice Queen Mary was received and

entertained by its generous owner, the ancestor of the present Mr.

Curwen, till the royal pleasure of Elizabeth could be ascertained as to

her future disposal. The chamber in which she slept is still a recording

testimony of the fact, and retains the name of the "Queen's chamber,"

where we may well believe--

"Uneasy lay the head that wore a crown."

The mountains of Cumberland--some of which form the background in the

present view--are exceedingly numerous, lofty, and of striking

conformation. Around the lakes they are often finely grouped, generally

clothed with copse-wood: here pastoral, and dotted with flocks; and

there rugged, precipitous, and hewn into deep ravines by those

thundering torrents which convey their foaming tribute to the lakes.

Every mountain in Cumberland has its name celebrated in poetry--every

lake has been the subject of some inspired lyric; and such was the

favour in which the charming scenery of this county was held by several

of the master-spirits of the age, that the lakes of Cumberland and the

adjoining county were adopted as their residence, and from their banks

the strains of Wordsworth and Southey were welcomed as the genuine

emanations of inspired minds.

[Illustration: WHITEHAVEN,

(with St. Bees-head.)]

WHITEHAVEN,

CUMBERLAND.

"The town beneath, the sea before thee;

Fruitful groves and flow'ry dells;

Rocks and headlands tow'ring o'er thee,

All behind thee--lakes and fells!

"Look around thee, gentle stranger,

On harvest fields and pastures green;--

In lands where thou hast been a ranger,

Fairer hast thou ever seen!"

The town of Whitehaven may be considered as a national monument to the

creative influence of trade. Favoured by the geological character of its

soil, and fostered by native industry, it has risen in the comparatively

brief interval of a hundred and eighty years, to a position of eminence

among the minor ports and harbours of Great Britain. What in the middle

of the seventeenth century consisted, according to written testimony, of

only six fishermen's huts and one small bark, is now a flourishing town,

enlivened by trade and commerce, with a commodious harbour, extensive

shipping, and enterprising merchants.

The bay on which the town of Whitehaven is erected is so deeply seated,

that the adjacent shore, rising like the grades of a magnificent

amphitheatre, appears to enclose it on every side. In approaching it

from the north, the stranger is uniformly struck with its sheltered

position, and from the heights looks down upon it as on a map spread at

his feet. From the south the view is particularly beautiful. The town is

well built, the streets wide and enlivened with well-furnished shops,

and inhabited by a cheerful and thriving population. Like Longtown, on

the Border, Whitehaven is built after a correct plan; the streets cross

each other at right angles, presenting much architectural regularity,

and combining with the air of internal comfort the outward signs of

taste and elegance. The public improvements continue to advance in

proportion to the extent of commercial intercourse, and to this,

apparently, every succeeding year throws open some new channel. The

introduction of steam-navigation between all the adjacent as well as

opposite coasts, has powerfully contributed to stimulate the native

industry of the place, by increasing the demand for coal--its staple

produce--to which we shall more particularly advert in our notice of the

harbour.

The situation of Whitehaven in a narrow valley, extending to the village

of St. Bees--a distance of several miles--unites with the appearance of

seclusion much of that picturesque beauty for which the inland districts

of the county are so justly celebrated. St. Bees'-head is a bold and

striking feature, and contrasts admirably with the softer scenes from

which it projects, as the most imposing landmark on this part of the

Channel.

The population of Whitehaven has greatly increased within the last ten

years. The neighbouring villages, farms, and pastures, all indicate

progressive advancement in the several branches of domestic industry.

The land is highly cultivated, and in many instances fertile and

productive; while the orchards and gardens, by the nature and abundance

of their produce, bear friendly testimony to the mildness of the

climate.

To the Lowther family, who have a handsome castle here, Whitehaven owes

its foundation as a borough, and much of its prosperity as a trading

port. To the munificence of its patrons--and especially to the Earl of

Lonsdale, who has spared neither personal expense nor political

influence to facilitate every object which held out the promise of

permanent advantage to the inhabitants, it is eminently indebted. And in

return, it may be justly observed, that whatever the patron has expended

in improving the town and harbour, the people have repaid by increased

attachment to the interests of their benefactor. The inhabitants of

Whitehaven are noted for their public spirit, honourable conduct in

trade, and for that indefatigable attention to business which has so

happily distinguished them through a long series of years. It has

several schools, two weekly papers, and the study of literature and

science is much cultivated and encouraged by the families of affluence

and respectability who reside in the town and vicinity. Social and

hospitable intercourse, with balls, assemblies, and public fetes, render

the stranger's residence at Whitehaven extremely agreeable. It offers,

in general, all the luxuries of a country town, with few or none of its

disadvantages; and presents at all times the means of prompt intercourse

with the great commercial emporium of Liverpool, the coasts of Scotland,

Ireland, Wales, and the Isle of Man. Independently of its immediate

vicinity to the Lakes, it would be difficult to point out any situation

in the northern counties which enjoys so many attractions in regard to

situation, scenery, and society, as the picturesque and prosperous town

of Whitehaven.

[Illustration: WHITEHAVEN HARBOUR.]

WHITEHAVEN HARBOUR.

In another article we have given some descriptive particulars of the

town of Whitehaven and its vicinity, and have therefore in the present

instance to confine our attention to the harbour, an excellent view of

which forms the subject of our engraving.

We have previously stated that Whitehaven is mainly indebted to the

Lowther family for its rise and progress as a trading port. By Sir John

Lowther, an ancestor of this house, the lands of the dissolved monastery

of St. Bees were purchased for his second son, Sir Christopher, early in

the reign of Charles the First; and, as the use of coals first became

general at this period, the new proprietor determined on improving his

estate by opening a colliery. In this, however, little progress was made

till after the Restoration, when Sir John Lowther, his successor, formed

a plan for working the mines on a very extensive scale, and with this

view obtained considerable grants of unappropriated land in the

district, which was secured to him in 1666. Two years later he obtained

a further accession of property, including a parliamentary gift of the

whole sea-coast for two miles northward, between high and low

water-mark. He next turned his attention to the port, which was neither

large nor convenient, and by his judicious schemes laid the foundation

of the present haven. Since that important epoch it has been greatly and

gradually improved, particularly since an act of parliament was obtained

to finish the original plan, and to keep it in repair, by a moderate

tonnage on shipping. In its present form it is protected and

strengthened by several piers, or moles, of compact stonework, three of

which project in parallel lines from the land; a fourth, bending in the

form of a crescent, has a watchhouse and battery, with a handsome

lighthouse at its extremity. At low water, the port is nearly dry, so

that the shipping within the moles lie as if in dry docks.

Adjoining the harbour, on the west side of the town, is the

coal-_staith_, or magazine, where coal for exportation is deposited to

the amount of several thousand waggon-loads. Eight or ten, and

occasionally twelve, vessels, each carrying a hundred tons and upwards,

are commonly loaded at one tide, at an expense of only ten shillings

each, so great are the facilities contrived for this purpose. The method

is this: the greatest part of the road from the pit runs along an

inclined plain, on which are railways communicating with covered

galleries, which terminate in large flues, or _hurries_, placed sloping

over the quay. When loaded, the waggons run by their own weight from the

pit to the magazine, where, their bottoms being struck out, the coals

are dropped into the _hurries_, and thence with a noise like thunder

descend into the holds of the vessels.

Whitehaven forms one of a chain of ports on the north-western coast of

England, which owe their commercial importance to the demand for coals.

This branch of trade has long been famous as a nursery of hardy and

intelligent seamen, and the naval service of the country has, in times

of war, been chiefly indebted to the numerous body of men who have,

either voluntarily or by compulsion, exchanged their services from the

humble collier to a more distinguished, though less lucrative, position

on the deck of a line-of-battle ship. Years have now passed since there

has been any occasion to disturb the arrangements of our commercial

marine for this purpose; and it is to be fervently hoped that the

advancing civilisation of the age will preclude the re-enactment of such

scenes of misery and crime as must ever accompany the system of

impressment and forced service.

Most of the coal exported from this haven is conveyed to Ireland; and

the annual quantity raised, on an average of twenty years, was formerly

under 100,000 chaldrons; but of late years the export trade in this

department is understood to have greatly increased. In the Whitehaven

coal-mines there have happened from time to time lamentable catastrophes

by the explosion of foul air, attended by great sacrifice of life. It is

painful to reflect, that, with all the means which, in this scientific

and inventive age, have been recommended and adopted, no effectual plan

has hitherto been devised for the prevention of these sad and appalling

accidents.

[Illustration: ST. BEES COLLEGE.]

ST. BEES' COLLEGE.

"C'est-la qu'amante du desert,

La meditation avec plaisir se perd

Sous ces portiques saints."

DELILLE.

The village of St. Bees is a place of great antiquity, and holds a

distinguished place among the theological seminaries of the kingdom,

owing to the high reputation of the late Dr. Ainger, and his able and

distinguished successor, the Rev. W. Buddicom, principal of the college.

The chapel, which is built of freestone, is part of an ancient church

belonging to a monastery, founded here by St. Bega, a holy woman of the

seventh century. The form of the building is that of a cross. The

western portion, or nave, is now fitted up as the parish church, the

great door of which is ornamented with grotesque heads, chevron

mouldings, and other ornamental work in the ancient ecclesiastical

style. It formerly contained a large wooden statue of Anthony, the last

Lord Lucy of Egremont.

The original building having been destroyed by the Danes, William, son

of Ralph de Meschines, Earl of Cumberland, undertook its restoration in

the reign of Henry the First, and made it a cell for the prior and six

Benedictine monks to the Abbey of St. Mary, at York. It was endowed, at

the dissolution of monasteries and religious houses, with a hundred and

fifty pounds, and granted by Edward the Sixth, along with the manor,

rectory, and other estates, to Sir Thomas Challoner; but afterwards

revoked, and given by Queen Mary to the Bishop of Chester and his

successors.

The eastern part of the abbey, built in the thirteenth century, was

fitted up about twenty-four years ago as a college, containing a public

hall and lecture-room for the students, the end of the ancient

cross-aisle being converted into a library, with an excellent collection

of approved works on divinity. This valuable institution was commenced

under the auspices of the late Bishop of Chester, Dr. Law. Its object is

to afford such young men of the northern provinces as have not the

opportunity of prosecuting their studies at Oxford or Cambridge, the

means of fitting themselves for entering into holy orders; and the

success which has already attended this pious and patriotic measure has

been highly gratifying. Previous to admission, it is expected that every

candidate shall furnish evidence of his having received a classical

school-education, with testimonials of moral character; and, after two

years' study, he is entitled to be received on trial for ordination. A

gentleman who lately studied here, and who is now a most efficient and

zealous minister of the Church, speaks in very favourable terms of the

judicious arrangement which has latterly marked the theological course

at St. Bees; and improvements still more decided, it appears, are in

contemplation under its present administration.

Edmund Grindall, Archbishop of Canterbury, was a native of Hensingham,

in this parish; and, in 1583, obtained letters-patent for the foundation

of a free grammar-school at St. Bees, in which gratuitous instruction in

the classics was provided for a hundred boys. This institution is under

the management of a corporation of seven governors, two of whom are the

provost of Queen's College, Oxford, and the rector of Egremont.

It has produced several learned characters, among whom was the pious Dr.

Hall,[16] bishop of Norwich, whose eventful life is familiar to every

reader of ecclesiastical history. Much of the prosperity of the village

of St. Bees depends on the lodgings which it supplies to the students

during term.

The parish of St. Bees is of great extent; and, judging from the ruins

still observable, must have been fortified by the Romans at all the

convenient landing-places along the shore, which here, and particularly

to the northward, presents many vestiges of their military occupation.

The village stands on the margin of the bay formed by the southern

promontory of St. Bees'-head.

[16] Dr. Hall was born in 1574, and, in 1624, refused the see of

Gloucester; but three years afterwards accepted that of Exeter, from

which he was translated, in 1641, to that of Norwich. A few years

subsequent to this event he was sent to the tower, with twelve other

prelates, for protesting against any laws passed in Parliament during

their forced absence from the House. In June of the following year he

obtained his release; but shortly after suffered much persecution from

the Puritans, who plundered his house and despoiled the cathedral. His

private estate was also sequestered; and thus in his old age he was

reduced to poverty, which he bore with great fortitude, and continued to

preach as long as his health permitted. He was author of the well-known

_Meditations_, was a poet of considerable genius, and with great wit and

learning united a spirit of true meekness and piety. His works have

gained for him the appellation of "the Christian Seneca." He died in

1656.

[Illustration: ST. BEES HEAD.]

ST. BEES'-HEAD.

"When tempests rage, and nights are long and dark,

The 'Light of Barath' guides the wilder'd bark."

This lofty headland, anciently known as the "Cliff of Barath," is a

conspicuous object to vessels in the north-east part of the Irish

channel--bold, abrupt, and precipitous towards the sea; but presenting,

as it slopes inland, a fine undulating and pastoral mass of verdure,

through which, at intervals, projecting fragments of rock discover its

geological character. The succession of deeply indented and rugged

precipices which it presents seaward, is singularly wild and

picturesque; and during gales from the southward the scene is one of the

most sublime that can be conceived.

The lighthouse which occupies the summit, was first erected in 1718,

with a fixed light at an elevation of three hundred and thirty-three

feet above high water, which in clear weather is visible at a distance

of twenty miles. But in January, 1823, a new light, consisting of nine

reflectors, was first exhibited, which has doubtless been the means of

rescuing from destruction many lives and much valuable property.

The view from the summit of this cliff is particularly

striking--embracing all the bolder features of the Scottish shore--the

Isle of Man, and an expanse of sea which, however the wind may blow, is

always enlivened with shipping. Besides the exportation of coal, which

is immense, there are several vessels employed in the exportation of

lime, freestone, alabaster, and grain, and in the importation of West

Indian, American, and Baltic produce, flax and linen from Ireland, and

pig-iron from Wales.

The parish of St. Bees, is very extensive, and includes some picturesque

mountain scenery, among which may be enumerated the views from those

peculiarly named hills Hard-knot, Wry-nose, and Scafell. The highest

point of this range, Scafell, is three thousand one hundred and sixty

feet above the level of the sea, at this height very little vegetation

is met with; huge masses of stone piled one upon the other, in

alternations of different strata, give to the whole a ridged or furrowed

appearance of a singular character. The visitors to "the Lakes" may here

gratify their taste for the romantic by visiting the beautiful valley of

Buttermere, situated about midway between St. Bees and Keswick. This

lake or mere, so widely known and so highly praised, is about a mile and

a quarter in length, and nearly half a mile in breadth; it is connected

by a little stream with Crummock lake, which has three or four small

islands, but these are placed too near the shore to add much to its

beauty. The best general views of the lake are from the Hause, a rocky

point on the eastern side, and from the road between Scale-hill and

Lowes-water. Both lakes are well stocked with trout and char. Scale

Force, near Buttermere, has a fall of more than one hundred and fifty

feet, and is very nearly perpendicular, besides uniting its waters with

a small fall below: it is said to be the deepest in the lake district.

The water is precipitated into a tremendous chasm between two mural

rocks of sienite, beautifully overhung with trees, which have their

roots in the crevices, and the sides are clad with a profusion of plants

which glitter in the spray of the fall. At Buttermere is situated the

Sour Milk Gill, a waterfall so termed from the frothy whiteness of its

surface, which has been supposed to resemble butter-milk fresh from the

churn. The temptation to indulge in reminiscences of the innumerable

views of interest with which this vicinity abounds, has led us to ramble

far from the description of the promontory which forms our subject; but

this is less to be regretted as it has afforded us an opportunity of

calling the reader's attention to a country that yields to none in the

United Kingdom in point of natural beauties, and which is every

succeeding year becoming a more fashionable resort.

[Illustration: SCENE AT FLEETWOOD, ON WYRE]

FLEETWOOD-ON-WYRE,

LANCASHIRE.

"The day shall come when FLEETWOOD's port shall be

The favour'd Harbour of the great and free;

Hither, when vex'd with boist'rous wave and wind,

The struggling mast a safe retreat shall find;

Here, from the sunny land of conch and pearl,

The stately bark her weary sail shall furl."

_Fleetwood: A Poem._

The name of Fleetwood is associated, prospectively, with the first

commercial ports of the kingdom. The illustration prefixed sufficiently

indicates the use to which it is applied; but the rapidly increasing

importance of this new maritime station is entitled to a more particular

notice than the detached "scene" would appear to demand. Situated at the

entrance to Morecombe Bay, on the river Wyre, the great natural

advantages which it presents are hardly to be surpassed; and from the

liberal spirit with which the operations are carried on, Fleetwood must

shortly become one of the most frequented sea-ports on the British

coast; combining, at the same time, all the recommendations of a

commercial town, and a delightful watering-place. With Preston, from

which it is distant only eighteen miles, it is connected by means of the

railway through Poulton and Kirkham.

The limits of the Port of Fleetwood, as determined by the Commissioners

from the Court of Exchequer, are to "commence at a run of water called

the Hundred-End, about two miles to the west of Hesketh-Bank, continuing

up to Preston; thence along the coast, on the north side of the river,

to Lytham; round the coast to Blackpool, and on to Fleetwood; thence to

the river Broadfleet, four miles from Sea-Dyke, including both sides of

the Wyre, and the river Broadfleet."

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