TIGER'S TEETH 



(To J. 5. ofCroyde) 



THE story of the Tiger's great climb is still 

 told in the village, although it happened a 

 dozen or more years ago. 



The headland runs out into the Atlantic 

 for nearly two miles, and is a mile wide across 

 its base. They grow oats there, for the 

 ground is starved. Some of it, indeed, is 

 so poor that the plough never furrows 

 it, and only sheep stray upon the sward. 

 Gorse grows plentifully, hiding many rabbits' 

 holes, and in summer near the cliff-edge 

 at the Point the curled cast feathers of the 

 gulls tremble in the wind. 



At the Point the cliff drops almost sheer 

 to the rocks three hundred and ten feet 

 below, forming an indentation in the head- 

 land known as the Hole. Gulls dwell in 



colonies upon the ledges and in the crannies, 

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