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The Wizard of West Penwith

Chapter 4 ALRINA.

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y places, without having a farm attached to it,-the farm formerly held with the house having been added to an adjoining farm belonging to the same proprietor, on which there ha

one leading into the kitchen, and the other into the little back garden. Over the best parlour was Mr. Freeman's private room, into which no one was permitted to enter except those whose superstition led them to con

ister kept his house, and exercised strict dominio

ears before, at least. She had been kept at a boarding-school in one of our large towns almost from her infancy, and had seen very little either of her father or aunt until recently, and therefore she knew little more of them, or their habits and pursuits, than a stranger, until she left school about twelve months before. In stature she was about the middle height,-very fair, with bright auburn hair, which some were malicious enough to call red, but "golden" would have been the more correct term. Red hair is not generally admired, but there was such a golden hue cast over Alrina's hair, that made her soft blue eyes look softer in the contrast. Hogarth's line of beauty was displayed in the contour of her figure; and such a pretty lit

the wreck, her aunt having gone into the village on some domestic

Alice Ann?" said Alrina, as she prinked the pa

n. "When do he say what time he'l

I should like to peep into it one day, and see where all the noise comes from, when those 'goostrumnoodles' come here to kno

d to try, I b'lieve; for I tried to peep in through the keyhole o

Alrina, who heard her fath

this chest up from the cove. Take it to the top of the stairs, men, and I shall be

Alice Ann, for whom he had a sneaking kindness, as the gossips said, although Mrs. Brown tried to insinuate that it

drink up to Maister Brown's, to watch in the new year, and then weth your w

lied he, "'cept the g'eat chest that

lrina, returning from giving the men their beer;

Josiah; "but I'd see the inside of

e cove again; there may be more valuables washed in, and mo

ractive to keep Josiah from trying his luck once more in se

her road which led to the Point, and there he stood watching the waves as they dashed against the bold cli

n fancied he could see something move in a crevice of one of the topmost of those rocks; but, after looking again and again, he began at last to think it was nothing but imagination, for it seem

e object for some time through a glass which he had borrowed from one of the

whatever it was. They made signals by holding up their handkerchiefs tied to a stick, that the poor cre

ir homes to rest after the fatigues of the past day an

t first he thought it was a rock; but the waves, as they rolled over it, seemed to move it. He watched for an opportunity when the waves receded, and at last he ran out, at the risk of his life, and seized his prize. It was as much as he could do to pull it up out of the sand, in which it was embedded;-he succeeded, however, and got back to his hiding-place in safety, but not without a good wetting,

ion, and he supposed it must have perished;-but he did not like to give it up; and towards the middle of the day, the sea havi

ach. After a severe struggle with the waves, they succeeded in getting near the rocks, but it was impossible yet to land,-so they returned for m

k so firmly, that it was with difficulty they were enabled to extricate him;-it seemed like a death grasp; but, on examination, they found that he still breathed. They brought him on shore and rubbed him, and poured a little brandy down his throat, which revived him; and he was carried at once to the inn, where every a

of the brandy-bottle, and flirting with the lady-passengers, to attend to his duty, so he missed his reckoning and got on the rocks before h

he could, but was eventually lifted on to the rocks, where he was so providentially found;-he got jammed between two sharp rocks, and there he held on with all his might; but he could scarcely keep his position, for when the storm was at its height the sea washed over him continually. There were several passengers on board

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The Wizard of West Penwith
The Wizard of West Penwith
“In writing my Cornish Tales I have always endeavoured to pourtray the Cornish character in all its native wit and humour, for which the genuine west-country miners are so proverbial. And I have generally taken for the foundation of my Stories incidents which have really happened in the localities wherein the actions of my little dramas have been laid. The scene of my present story is laid in the neighbourhood of the Land's-End, and most of the characters were well-known there in days gone by;-the names only being fictitious. The fall of the horse over the cliff is still in the remembrance of some old people in the neighbourhood; and the circumstance is related by the Guides who shew the beauties of the Land's-End scenery to strangers. The marks of the horse's hoofs in the grass at the edge of the cliff are preserved to this day. The Wizard (or Conjuror as he was called) was a notorious character at St. Just, some fifty years ago; and the horrid murder related in these pages; and the mistaken identity of the guilty parties are also veritable facts.”