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aud reminding us of the legend how Wolsey remembered on his deathbed, the 

 prophecy that warned him of the shadow that falls on those "who trust in 

 princes rather than God." Its shadow has been seen creeping over the field of 

 blood (bloody meadow), where, near its base, Giles Nanfan ran his friend and 

 sister's lover through the heart in the days when the " merry Monarch " ruled 

 in Britain ; an old, old tale, of love, and death, and sorrow ! There is another 

 shadow, too, connected virith the history of the Ragged Stone, which has never 

 quite passed away from the hearts of some of us. I mean the shadow that 

 came over us when we remember how one we loved and respected, told us from 

 the summit one bright summer's day, nigh 20 years ago, of all wonders of 

 Geology connected with this Planet's history ; and how ere the autumn had 

 come, om' friend and preceptor was laid among the green graves of Deerhurst 

 in the vale. That trap-dyke which rises so abruptly on the west flank of the 

 Ragged Stone, runs right through the chain of the old Laurentian gneiss, from 

 the Chase-end hUl on the south to the Worcester Beacon on the North, and 

 having been infiltrated into and through the old gneiss alters its dip and 

 strike, and often reverses the beds themselves. It runs from S.E. to N.E., 

 and nearly follows the trench struck by the Red Earl of Gloucester, who, on 

 his dispute with the Bishop of Hereford about the right of forest chase, 

 declared — " By the splendour of God " " That if ever he caught an adherent 

 of the Bishop's in chase of hart or stag across the dyke he digged, that churl 

 shovdd lose his right hand." Time would fail me if I said more of the Malvern 

 hills and their ancient encampments on Midsummer- hill, and the Herefordshire 

 Beacon. Suffice it to say that both are remarkably well preserved in a country 

 where, owing to agricultural changes so much of the historical records of other 

 days has necessarily been destroyed. Leaving the Malverns, and turning to 

 the north-western, we see a great upcast of Silurian rocks, through Old Red 

 Sandstone at WooUiope and Stoke Edith, of which upcasts indeed, May-hiU is 

 a prolongation. Behind Woolhope in the distance rise the Glee Hills with 

 their volcanic rocks, and theii* outliers of coal measures, evidences of the 

 wondrous geologic history that those coal measure rocks with their Mill Stone 

 Grit, Carboniferous limestone, and underlying Old Red were once connected 

 with mountain peaks as distant as Pen Cerrig Calch on the Black Mountains and 

 the Blorange above Abergavenny. Look well upon those points to the westward 

 where the Welsh mountains peep out in the distance, for those hills are to the 

 geologist impressive truths of the extraordinary amovxnt of denudation that has 

 gone on above where now are the plains of Herefordshire and Monmouthslxire, 

 and of the way in which scenery is determined over large tracts of country, not 

 by subterranean movements but by the erosion of hundreds of feet of solid rock 

 which were once continuous with the rocks of the C'lee Hills, and the rocks of 

 Dean Forest, from above localities where now stand the Cathedral city of 

 Hereford and the dwelling places of the Briton, Roman, Saxon, and Norman, 

 in the broad plains of the Lower Old Red. Westward again and near at 

 hand we have the town of Ross, above which rise hills of Upper Old Red 

 Sandstone strata which were once continuous with the distant peaks of the 



