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sport. We knew a dear lady who never would willingly 

 partake of a hunted hare — she always said it had "the 

 cruelty taste" How we wish other people had palates as 

 sensitive ! 



Underneath the cliffs, in the pools left by the ebbing 

 tide, sea anemonies of the most brilliant colours are ex- 

 panding their tentacles, and enjoying the rays of the summer 

 sun; and in the same pools prawns are darting about, and 

 various kinds of shell fish are clinging to the sides. 



Navigation along this rock-bound coast is attended with 

 many perils, and numerous are the disasters to shipping 

 left on record from time to time. 



In July, 1871, during a very dense fog, the barque 

 Westmoreland, 250 tons register, belonging to Messrs. 

 Andrews, Andrews, & Co., of London, for which port she 

 was bound from Jamaica, went ashore about two miles west 

 of Bolt Head. No land had been sighted since the vessel 

 (which was laden with sugar, rum, cocoanuts, walking-sticks, 

 &c.) had entered the English Channel, and she now stood 

 in for the land, in order to make the Start light, which the 

 captain believed was not far distant. About half-an-hour 

 after midnight the master saw land on the port bow, and 

 directed the helm to be put down, in order to go about. 

 The ship was brought up to the wind, but missing stays, 

 fell off, and went ashore. Rockets and blue lights were 

 burned, but no assistance arrived. When daylight shewed 

 them their situation, the captain directed the boat to be 

 got out, and he and the crew (in all, sixteen persons) got 

 safely to land. They lost everything but the clothes they 

 were wearing. 



Between the two headlands known as the Bolt Head and 

 the Bolt Tail, almost every rock and cove seems to have 



