206 
there to furnish its sides, and a sound foot-way to it, so that the young ladies may 
readily help themselves to a glass of its pure water without difficulty. An hour 
or two’s work would clear it effectually, and then it would deserve the name the 
Club now give it of ‘‘ Ffunnon-gwr,” or ‘‘The Bachelor’s Spring.” Why should 
not this be done on the 8th of the Ides of October, the feast of St. Keyne? See to 
it, oh young men, that the reproach may pass from you! and you will enjoy all 
the more the contents of the bottles that may still be cooled in the rushes at hand. 
The view from the summit, on all sides, is very fine. It is said that on a clear 
day twelve or thirteen counties may be looked upon, besides the Bristol Channel 
from Swansea nearly to Chepstow ; but this day was not particularly clear, and 
time was short, so let it pass. The descent, as usual, was easily made, and after a 
photograph had heen taken of the waterfall, with a group of the visitors, the car- 
riages were quickly rejoined. Time did not admit of botanising on the mountain ; 
but the most interesting plant found was the Bog Asphodel, or Lancashire 
Asphodel, as it is called in old books, Wartheciwm ossifragum, or Llaf-y-bladur, 
as the Welsh call it. This pretty little plant, with its spike of bright flowers— 
clear yellow within and green without—is believed in Switzerland to be noxious 
to sheep, whose bones it is imagined to soften—and hence its ‘‘ break-bone” 
name. Iinneus, however, showed this to be purely prejudice, for neither sheep 
nor swine will eat it, though cows and horses do so without the least injury. It 
was plentiful in some few places on the slopes of the hill. The scenery again made 
the ride very enjoyable; for when the range of the Epynt hills was hidden, the 
lights and shadows of the steep northern ends of the Black Mountain ranges were 
particularly fine. At Christ College, on entering Brecon, the carriages were 
stopped that the chapel might be visited where the learned Bishop Bull lies buried 
between two of his predecessors in the See of St. David’s (Bishops Mainwaring and 
Lucy), ‘‘ within the communion rails, near the place where the high altar formerly 
stood.” Mr. Registrar Jones, in his History of Brecknockshire, speaks of this 
orthodox divine as “‘ the great and immortal George Bull— 
**Cujus magnum nomen nulla capit tabula nulla delebit ztas ”— 
and that this verdict is borne out in modern days may be proved by this fact 
amongst others, that the late Rev. Dr. Hook, Dean of Chichester, in his Sermons 
on the ‘‘Church and her Ordinances” (1876), when referring to a question re- 
lating to the Service of the Holy Communion, says (page 180), I shall con- 
clude ‘“‘in the words of perhaps the most learned divine the Church of 
England has ever produced,—that godly man, Bishop Bull.” The modern 
improvements of encaustic tiles filled up the space pointed out, and no slab 
indicated the place of burial; but on the south wall, a large white marble 
slab bore a long Latin inscription in his honour. The most notable feature in the 
College Chapel are the rows of lancet windows set close together on each side, as is 
found at Lugwardine Church, and but rarely elsewhere. It is probably a recon- 
struction on the site of the original church. The Castle Hotel was reached in but 
little more than half-an-hour after time, and the party left behind were found very 
wisely to have dined at leisure. It is time to tell of their doings, and Mr. Price’s 
