48 Report of Meetings for 1890. By Dr J. Hardy. 



Along with the Butter-Well there is another cooipetitor sugges- 

 tive of the name, the Lady Well, which contributes pure water 

 for the village supply, and originates in Callaly West Hill. 

 This well is hidden in a recess among moss-clad stones, where 

 tufty ferns spread abroad their radiating plumes, and a group of 

 well-grown birches arrayed in freshest green, waves its sweet- 

 scented pensile sprays, associated with the blooming hawthorn ; 

 altogether a delicious spot. Here the gay Chaffinches and the 

 newly arrived Willow- Wrens assemble to practise their vernal 

 music. Another well, consecrated to St. Ninian, rising at the 

 base of the eastern side of the hills, pours out a still more 

 copious stream of living water. Wells have thus been regarded 

 by the old hunting and pastoral population dwelling here as they 

 are in eastern climes, as blessings ; and this furnishes a possible 

 reason for the land hereabouts being called the OoM-well-lea 

 (or pasture). 



The crumbling sandstone of the hills provides a beautiful silver 

 sand for horticultural purposes, as well as turf for potting. 

 There are indications that here peats and turves are still occa- 

 sionally burnt by the shepherrls. 



We obtain a good view of Lorbottle House from this position, 

 enveloped in its woods. It is of the same square form and age 

 as Shawdon, Broompark, and Biddleston. Beyond an open 

 sandstone ravine a covering of trees hides the fantastic sand- 

 stone rocks and caves of the Maiden Charaburs. Tliese probably 

 still shelter Badgers like the rougher cliffs of Callaly and 

 Thrunton. 



We have now entered a depression in the heathery moor, in 

 which there is a deep cut bridle-road or ti-aokway ouce traversed 

 by coal carriers. Here stands a columnar solitary sandstone 

 rock called Black Monday, which in some aspects represents a 

 naked Titan struggling to get free froin his native earth ; un- 

 fortunately he has been decapitated, and otherwise maimed ; and 

 only the torso remains. Starlings or some other birds have 

 frequented it. It is mottled with spots of dusky lichen. This 

 and sundry other fantastic crags on the moors are worthy of 

 being sketched to illustrate the Club's Proceedings, and as years 

 creep on, and the Club and its haunts acquire veneration, the 

 zeal of members may be aroused not only to describe them, but 

 to represent their features. 



Graining the summit, the almost unlimited view, underneath 



