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We tasted the water, added a stone to the cairn, and noted the 

 votive rags tied upon the bushes round the simple little 

 fountain, sympathizing with the grateful affection that placed 

 them on the spot hallowed by traditional memories of a great 

 teacher. 



It was nine o'clock before the hotel was reached, and we 

 gathered in for tea in the long pleasant dining-room, decorated 

 with a wonderful profusion of white "Bride" Gladioli. After 

 tea some went off to inspect the gloomy recesses of a great sea 

 cavern by candle-light, but most of us thought we had seen 

 enough for one day. Some were early astir next morning to 

 enjoy a plunge in the lough, and see the cavern by daylight, 

 whilst a few started at six to drive along the splendid strand 

 past the golf-links (where the exquisite view must surely 

 interfere with due attention to that royal game), to visit a 

 curious ridge of hardened sand in the sandhills, and inspect 

 the beds of conglomerate that run along the foot of Knockalla 

 Mountain. Their precise age gave rise to much discussion, but 

 they are now declared in the Geological Survey Memoir to be 

 Old Red, brought down by a fault into their present position. 

 Close by are pale blue beds of highly crystalline limestone 

 dipping at a high angle, part of a range running right across 

 Fanad and re-appearing in the Innishowen peninsula. 

 Returning to the Hotel we passed Col. Barton's residence, 

 where two cannon from the ill-fated Saldanha do duty as gate 

 pillars at the entrance. 



After breakfast the baggage was despatched on cars to wind 

 round the head of Mulroy Bay to Rowross Ferry, and the 

 majority, bidding farewell to Miss Barton, started to walk to 

 Moross Ferry on Mulroy, and cross the peninsula known as 

 " Between the waters" to the north-west arm of the bay, where 

 Rowross is situated. A small minority drove to Fanad Glebe, 

 whence Mr. and Mrs. Delap conducted them to the boathouse, 

 and they were soon gliding down the north water to see the 

 strata of limestone on the eastern shore of " Between the 

 waters," which are much contorted into synclinal and 

 anticlinal curves of evenly bedded rock, sometimes only an 

 inch or two thick. Mulroy Bay is as remarkable for its depth 

 of 162 feet as its perplexing windings, and here where it is 

 only half a mile in width two tiny islands of igneous rock rise 

 out of water 150 feet deep. On the mainland a larger mass 



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