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Hotel,” we found a good supper, civility, and atten¬ 
tion at the Beaufort Arms, 
This shows that travelling in Devonshire, if you 
leave the beaten track, is not always very easy; 
from three inns in one day did we turn away un¬ 
refreshed. Of course, when we speak of inns, they 
were only such as an enthusiastic lover of the ro¬ 
mantic, an angler, or pedestrian, would condescend 
to put his head into. “ Pride goeth before a fall” is 
an old proverb; but “ Pride destroys a multitude of 
pleasures” is a true one of modern days, particu¬ 
larly as regards inns, because if you do not occa¬ 
sionally condescend to a humble lodging, some of 
the most beautiful parts of your own land must re¬ 
main a terra incognita. In foreign countries people 
frequent inns they would despise in poor old Eng¬ 
land ; and as to fare, a good dish of eggs and bacon, 
nice white bread and fresh butter, are certainly 
preferable to a wretched omelette flavoured with 
garlic, black bread, and unmentionable butter, which 
are the staple commodities at country inns on the 
Continent. 
Erom Tavistock (charming head-quarters, by the 
bye) we drove next morning to the Morwell Bocks 
overhanging the Tamar; they rise to a great height 
out of woods, and are remarkably fine and bold. 
Unfortunately the opposite bank is disfigured by 
