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come out of the sea, and then packed tightly into barrels for 
transmission to the markets. Along the coasts one runs 
across curious little stone towers like miniature castles, 
These are known as “huer’s houses,’ and were erected as 
places of vantage from which to watch the advent of the 
shoals. When these were sighted the watcher raised the hue 
and cry, and out went the fleet of fishing boats. The word 
“huer” is, I am told, synonymous with “ crier.” 
We now come to the last division of our subject—viz., 
ANTIQUITIES, CHURCHES, ETC. 
This is far and away the most interesting aspect of Cornwall, 
especially to those imbued with antiquarian tastes; but even 
people who have no special leanings in that direction cannot 
fail to derive pleasure from viewing the fine old churches, the 
ancient cromlechs, barrows, camps, and other remains, that 
take us back to a very remote period in British history. It 
is safe to say that no county in England can boast of so 
many relics of the past, and attention will now be called, as 
briefly as possible, to a few of these. Let us take the churches 
to start with. Many of these are dedicated to saints seldom 
heard of elsewhere, bearing curious names, a small number of 
which may be quoted as samples—viz., St Winnow, St Fim- 
barrus, St Sampson, St Marnarch, St Petroc, St Blaise, St 
Levan, and St Julitta; while here is a curious fellow to wind 
up with, St Veep. These form a mere sprinkling of the 
saintly characters whose names are still perpetuated in stone 
and lime: in fact, if it were possible to manufacture a hagio- 
logical automatic machine, a few turns of the handle would 
result in the ejection of an assorted gross of the finest saints 
in the calendar. Old churches spring up everywhere, some of 
them in very ruinous condition,— notably Lanteglos, near 
Polruan,—while others are in good preservation. They are, as 
a rule, built of granite, and are not all externally beautiful, 
although some, such as St Austell and Fowey parish churches, 
and others that could be named, are singularly fine in their 
carving. It would take a long time to describe these, so a 
very few general remarks must suffice. Those whose interiors 
have not been modernised and ruined by whitewash and other 
