Be this as it may, and there is no doubt a good deal of truth in the

tradition, we do know that until comparatively recent years the now

sand-choked estuary of the Gannel had a sufficient depth of water for

fishing craft and coasting schooners; while old historians assure us

that the channel could at one time be navigated by ships of large

tonnage. It is quite possible that the "new quay" of the now fashionable

watering-place owes its existence to the silting-up of the estuary that

gave access to the old quay at Crantock. In Carew's _Survey of Cornwall_

reference is made to "newe Kaye, a place in the north coast of this

Hundred (Pider), so called, because in former times, the neighbours

attempted, to supplie the defect of nature, by art, in making there a

Kay, for the Rode of shipping".

An old well in the centre of the village is said to be a "holy" one, but

this has been disputed by antiquaries.

The weird and uncanny cry of the "Gannel Crake" is heard by everyone who

woos the charms of a romantic coast after the sun has set beyond the

western sea. It is said to be the cry of some species of night gull, but

is traditionally referred to by the superstitious natives as the cry of

a troubled spirit that ever haunts the scene.

A short distance inland from the porth is St. Columb Minor, the church

of which, together with that of St. Columb Major some six miles farther

inland is said to be dedicated to Columba, a maiden saint who is not to

be confounded with the great Irish saint of the same name. St. Columb

Minor is the mother parish of Newquay and possesses a fine late

Decorated church with a remarkably good western tower, said to be the

second highest tower in the county. The village is quite a large one

from which some fine views of the coast may be obtained. Close at hand

is Rialton, from which the statesman Sidney Godolphin took his title,

and where, in the surrounding park and dells, many sketches were made by

Stansfield, when he visited the district with his friend Charles

Dickens.

Rialton Priory is a much desecrated building that once belonged to the

priory of Bodmin, it having been erected towards the end of the

fifteenth century by Thomas Vivian, prior of Bodmin. In 1840 someone

carried off a large amount of the priory's ancient stonework to

Somerset, where it was placed in private grounds, but the Crown made an

order for it to be returned and re-erected at Rialton.

St. Columb Major occupies the crown of an eminence, the conjectured site

of a Danish fortress. The church is large, mainly early Decorated, and

of much beauty. In the chancel is the pre-Reformation stone altar,

marked with the five crosses, and supported on slabs of granite. This

had been buried beneath the floor and was discovered during some

restorations in 1846. Other noteworthy features are the window of the

south transept and the grotesque carvings that adorn the font. There are

also three good brasses commemorating members of the Arundell family.

The whole of this neighbourhood is famous for its "hurlers" and

"wrestlers", a memento of which could be seen at the Red Lion a few

years ago, for here the landlord used to exhibit with pride the silver

punchbowl given to his grandfather (Polkinhorne) when that worthy

escaped defeat in a wrestling bout with Cann, the champion of the

adjoining county of Devon.

The art of wrestling appears to have died out, but the once popular game

of hurling is revived once a year, either in the village itself or along

the sands towards Newquay. The ball used is about the size of a cricket

ball, and after being coated with silver is inscribed:--

"St. Columb Major and Minor,

Do your best;

In one of your parishes

I must rest."

At one time the game was very common throughout Cornwall, and many

interesting records relating to it are in existence; but at the present

day only the two parishes of St. Columb keep up a survival of this

ancient game.

The whole of the St. Columb district is rich in large tracts of wild and

picturesque country, which include such heights as Denzell Downs, St.

Issey Beacon, and St. Breock Downs, near which last stand the "Naw

Mean", or, in modern English, the Nine Maidens. At the present time

there are but eight of these upright stones, which tradition asserts

were originally maidens who were turned into stone for dancing on Sunday

to the strains of a fiddler, who shared the same fate, as witness a tall

pillar of rock near by called the "Fiddler".

On the drive from Newquay to Bedruthan Steps no one should fail to make

a halt at Mawgan, or, to be strictly accurate, St. Mawgan in Pydar,

either on the outward or the return journey. The village is a pretty one

that lies in the centre of the beautiful Vale of Mawgan, or Lanherne,

which stretches from St. Columb to the porth, or cove on the coast.

Mawgan possesses an ancient parish church and a Roman Catholic convent

and chapel. The church is a very fine Perpendicular building with a

tower 70 feet in height. The building was restored by Butterfield, but

contains some interesting old screenwork and a number of well-carved

bench ends. The brasses include that of a priest, _circa_ 1420; Cecily

Arundell, 1578; a civilian, _circa_ 1580; and Jane, daughter of Sir John

Arundell, _circa_ 1580. This last is a palimpsest, made up of portions

of two Flemish brasses, _circa_ 1375. The churchyard contains a

beautifully sculptured fourteenth-century lantern cross, of mediaeval

date, in the form of an octagonal shaft. Under four niches at the summit

are sculptured representations of: God the Father with the Dove bearing

a crucifix; an Abbot; an Abbess; and a King and Queen. The height of

the cross is 5 feet 2 inches, the breadth of the head being 1 foot 1

inch.

The convent, the "lone manse" of Lanherne, was originally the manor

house of the Arundells, which was, in the last years of the eighteenth

century, presented by a Lord Arundell of Wardour to a sisterhood of

Carmelite nuns who had fled from Antwerp in 1794. One or two of the

pictures in the convent chapel are attributed to Rubens. Strangers may

attend service in the chapel, but the nuns, like those of the order of

St. Bridget at Syon Abbey, Chudleigh, are recluses of the strictest

kind.

While at Mawgan a stroll should be taken through the groves of

Carnanton, the old-time abode of William Noye, the "crabbed"

Attorney-General to Charles I, whose heart, we are told by his

biographers, was found at his death to have become shrivelled up into

the form of a leather purse.

A mile beyond Mawgan Porth are the far-famed Bedruthan Steps seven miles

from Newquay. Here the visitor will find a fine stretch of cliff

scenery, with a succession of sandy beaches strewn with confused and

broken masses of rock, and some large caverns that are well worth

exploring should the state of the tide permit. The largest of these

caverns is of vast extent and is said to be unrivalled in this respect

along the whole of the Cornish seaboard. At low tide the great spurs of

rock embedded in the sand have a fantastic beauty, while one of the

largest of them bears a more than fancied resemblance to Queen

Elizabeth, and is named after her. Another is known as the Good

Samaritan, as against these jagged points an East Indiaman of this name

once came to grief, when the local women folk are said to have

replenished their wardrobes with a quantity of fine silks and satins.

The coast beyond Bedruthan, by Trevose and Pentire Heads, Padstow,

Tintagel, Boscastle, Bude, and Morwenstowe, although abounding in wild

and rugged scenery, and full of romantic and literary associations, is

beyond our present limits. This being so we may conclude with the words

of J. D. Blight, one of the most learned of the older school of Cornish

antiquaries:

"Those who wish to behold nature in her grandest aspect, those who

love the sea breezes, and the flowers which grow by the cliffs, the

cairns and monumental rocks, all hoary and bearded with moss, those

who are fond of the legends and traditions of old, and desire to

tread on ground sacred to the peculiar rites and warlike deeds of

remote ages, should visit the land of Old Cornwall."

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