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lords of the castle, who helped perchance to alter the destinies 

 of the world in using their paper manufactory for a strange 

 political purpose — these all have passed away. 



" Time rolls his ceaseless course— the race of yore, 



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How are they blotted from the things that be." 



We live in a new, better, and happier era, and may well be 

 thankful amidst all present social dangers and difficulties that 

 the old troublous regime can never be restored. And for this 

 grand relic of bygone days we may truly confess that, as it 

 has been said in rhyme concerning Haughton Castle — 



'Tis pleasanter by far 

 To be the residence of peace 

 Than the abode of war. 



Lo ! taste refined and art within 



Thine ancient walls prevail, 

 And comfort, like a coat of silk 



Within a coat of mail. 



Long 'mid the lovely landscape may'st 



Thou stand, old castle gray, 

 And ne'er again behold the days 



Of feud and wild forav. 



On Some British Remains near Oldcambus. By James 

 Hardy. 



On December 24th and 26th, 1879, one of Mr John Hood's 

 men, in ploughing a head-rig on the height of the brae that 

 overhangs the Old Pease Road, on the west side (" The Head of 

 the Old Pease ") came upon a flag which covered a built concavity, 

 which was empty at the top part. It lay N.E. and 8.W. The 

 soil of the field is gravelly and loose, and it lay about 1£ or 2 

 feet thick above the rude red sandstone slab that closed the 

 inouth of the pit. This was a sea-flag, and had hollows scooped 

 in it like those formed in sandstone by sea-water. The seashore 

 is within a few minutes walk. The slab was 3 inches thick, 42 

 inches long, and 33 inches broad, not trimmed by art. On re- 

 moving the clay that had gained admittance through chinks at 

 the edges of the slab, during repetitions of cultivation, the bottom 



