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satellites in full work. In our innermost hearts we had hoped 

 that some w ' bonne bouche " might have been reserved for us, 

 or we were even prepared to swallow some judicious salting of 

 the ground ; but honesty won and Dr. Marett had to confess 

 that it was a singularly blank day. We could not help appre- 

 ciating the amount of work, mental as well as manual, the 

 excavations have necessitated, and the Antiquarians of our 

 party must have shuddered at the thought cf what they 

 would have to do if we came across a cave like the Cotte in 

 Guernsey. Noblesse oblige would compel them to make even 

 greater efforts for the sake of Guernsey's good name ; it 

 would never do to let Jersey come in an easy first, the rest 

 nowhere, in the Prehistoric Stakes. 



A walk across the sands of St. Brelade's Bay for the 

 energetic and carriages for the rest brought us to St. Brelade's 

 Bay Hotel, where our sad thoughts of envy in not having a 

 Cotte of our own were drowned in a sumptuous lunch. The 

 inner man being refreshed and comforted by (for the men) a 

 suspicion of tobacco afterwards, the Church of St. Brelade 

 and the Fisherman's Chapel hard by were visited. The 

 Rector took us round and explained the various objects of 

 interest and told us of the difficulties met with during the 

 restoration. The tiny chapel, so like our Chapel of St. 

 Appoline but rather larger, was also examined. The frescoes 

 at the east end were in eourse of being restored. After this 

 the Rector, not content with being our guide, philosopher and 

 friend, now constituted himself as our host by inviting us all 

 to tea with him and his sister at the Rectory. The day was 

 far advanced when we left the hospitable Rectory, and some 

 walking and others driving we reached Don Bridge Station 

 en route for the Europe, where in due time we all all arrived, 

 having thoroughly enjoyed our first day's excursion. 



Tuesday was a more strenuous day, being a drive through 

 the Eastern portion of the Island. First to St. Saviour's 

 Church, where Canon Luce (alas, now no more) did the 

 honours. The Church was the second we had seen where the 

 plaster had been removed, leaving the bare stonework ex- 

 posed. The restoration of the Church had been thorough 

 and sweeping. Our next stop was at the Hougue Bie, associ- 

 ated with Philippe d'Auvergne, Prince de Bouillon, a hero of 

 an extraordinarily romantic history, who after being an 

 Admiral of the British Navy found himself a sovereign 

 prince of a portion of France. Here we had our first expe- 

 rience of the lucid accounts of the various places we visited 

 from the Secretary of the Societe Jersiaise. It was the 



