70 OUR HOLIDAY IN CORNWALL 



After pointing out to us what our guide described 

 as " almost the only cape on all the coasts of Great 

 Britain, viz. Cape Cornwall (for all other such 

 places are called ' points ' or headlands)," and " The 

 Sisters," a dangerous clump of rocks, perhaps a 

 mile out from the Cape, with an underwater reef 

 whose jagged teeth sometimes peep above the 

 surface of the water between the two, dooming to 

 certain death and destruction any ship venturing, 

 through ignorance or stress of weather, to attempt 

 what looks like a short cut between these two 

 heads, he drew us down the north side of the cliff 

 over most slippery and dangerous rocks to get 

 a glimpse of the Zawn-Pyg Cave. " Now," cried 

 our guide, " ladies and gen'leman, if you will lean 

 over on that square block of granite with your 

 head well forward, and suspended over the awful 

 gulf below, and twisting your neck and head round 

 to the right, you will see light through the large 

 cavern on your right. That cavern, ladies and 

 gen'leman, connects St. George's Channel on the 

 north with the English Channel on the south." 

 So saying he sprang up on the rock, and laid down 

 at full length with his head and shoulders away 

 over the brink. "That's the way to do it, sir. 

 You must not leave the Land's End without 

 accomplishing that feat. Put your foot on my 

 knee, grab hold of the edges, and gradually draw 

 yourself on to the rock. I'll lift you up behind 

 All right, sir, on you go ; only two feet further, and 

 there you are. I'll hold on to your legs, never 



