88 ON THE GRAMPIAN HILLS. 



the elements having assembled, it was resolved that 

 " Sol" should go into liquidation; hence these tears, 

 or, more properly speaking, tempestuous times. Better 

 fortune, however, was in store for us, and 



Soon as the morning trembles in the sky, 

 And uiiperceived unfolds the spreading day, 



I am up, anxiously watching for the coming dawn, and 



I see 



The quenchless stars, so eloquently bright ; 

 Untroubled sentries of the shadowy night, 



pale away, and retire before the jocund morn. For 

 once in a way we were to have bright sunshine, calrn- 

 breathing breezes, and pleasant weather throughout 

 an entire day. The Prince of Wales had travelled 

 on Thursday last from Devonport to the Dunster 

 Station, by rail, arriving at that singularly quaint old 

 town at 5.25 P.M. An immense concourse of spectators, 

 hailing from all parts of Devon and Somerset, were 

 eagerly awaiting a sight of the Heir Apparent, who 

 had never previously visited this, the fairest portion of 

 his dominions. Upwards of a hundred tenants of the 

 Dunster Castle estate, on horseback, were in waiting 

 to escort the Prince through the town, which was 

 gaily decked with flags, evergreens, and flowers; 

 whilst the assembled multitude cheered the royal 

 visitor to the very echo. With little loss of time the 

 cavalcade reached the Castle, a venerable pile of 

 buildings, erected on a tor, from which there are very 

 extensive views of the adjacent lovely country, with 

 the noble range of the Quantock Hills, which trend 

 down to the Bristol Channel, as a background. The 



