His Island Home. 43 



The stillness now is broken but by the scream of 

 the falcon flying to his fastness, or the clamour of the 

 gulls that wheel idly over the sea. The pirates that 

 to-day find shelter here are the raven and the pere- 

 grine. Sea-lavender and cistus bloom above the 

 buried ruins of the priory, and the scented clusters of 

 the thyme wander over long-forgotten graves. 



