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(3). In Part I, of this series of papers, an account was given 

 of the way in which tradition asserts that a "mill-proo" is formed, 

 viz : by the emitting of slaver of congregated serpents, which 

 congeals, and forms an object used as an amulet. A similar 

 legend is reported by Pliny 1, xxix, cap. 44 (quoted by Michaelet, 

 Hist, of France, vol. 1, p. 1]), "In summer time vast numbers 



of serpents with their saliva combined with the froth that 



oozes out of their skin, produce the object known as the 

 serpent's egg. When it is perfect they raise it, and support it 

 in the air by their hissings." 



(4). The howling of a dog as a portent of death is not merely 

 Cornish, but cosmopolitan. The earliest known mention of this 

 superstition occurs in the Post-Mishnic Eabbis. (Hershom 

 Tal. Com. on Gen. 296.;) 



(5). Another extremely interesting instance of the connexion- 

 ship of Cornwall with other countries is shown in a country 

 where we should expect to find it, —though I confess I did not 

 think that I should be able to produce one so curious. The 

 close relationship between Brittany and Cornwall has long been 

 known, and Gibbon tells us that the reluctant submission of 

 Cornwall was delayed some years (temp. Athelstan 927-941) and 

 a band of fugitives acquired a settlement in Gaul. .The western 

 angle of Armorica acquired the name of Cornwall, and the 

 lesser Britain and the vacant lands of Osismii were filled by a 

 strange people, who under the authority of their counts and 

 bishops preserved the laws and languages of their ancestors. 

 (Gibbon, vol. vi, pp. 246-7.) And accordingly we are not sur- 

 prised to find that the same Saints were recognised in each coun- 

 try. Without quoting other well-known names, I will relate the 

 history of St. Corentyn (St. Cury) as given by Mrs. Palliser in 

 her " Brittany and its Byways," page 137, and then show how 

 the long-forgotten tale had been preserved under thick coats of 

 white- wash in a fresco in a Cornish church. " In the days of 

 Conan Meriadec (says Mrs. Palliser) Corentin retired to a spot 

 near a fountain. Every day a fish came to him from the foun- 

 tain, and he cut off a little piece for his food, and threw it 

 back again into the water, when it became whole. One day 

 King Gradlon on one of his expeditions came to him with his train, 



