386 THE president's address. 



her great son was born, that Nonn who founded Bradstone and 

 Altarnun churches, which I know so well. 



And one day I picked up a little lad of eleven, an intelligent 

 Welsh boy, and we walked and talked together. He was vastly 

 interested to hear about Devon and Cornwall ; I told him how 

 that we, the West Welsh, had lost our Celtic tongue, and how 

 they in Wales so loyally and rightly held to it. Then I spoke 

 of the battle of Deorham, and explained to him how before that 

 disaster we had been one people, one in language, one in laws, 

 one in our common form of Christianity, one in our princes, and 

 how that after that fatal field we were separated. He considered 

 awhUe, and then said : " But if the Welsh had to rise and fight, 

 the Cornish would help them ?" 



"Ah!" said I evasively, " Little man, the Severn sea rolls 

 between." 



"Bah!" was his quick retort, "Water will not wash out 

 blood." 



