which was terminated in the prime of life. Two portraits of this lady remain; one is suspended in the scene of her labors, a small room in which so many hours of her weary days were passed. She appears from her picture, to have been a handsome, bold-looking woman, fitted to adorn a court, and lead society; very different from the retiring character which her handy-works would give her. Her melancholy history might form a page in Lady Wilton's volume on Needlework.

I have elsewhere spoken of the splendid housings displayed at Sydenham, as belonging to the horses of a former sheriff and his lady. They are in excellent preservation; the covering for the lady's saddle is especially gorgeous. Such relics are curious to examine: but what pleased me far more than these gay trappings, was a slip of paper on one of the walls, in the handwriting of an old man employed by the family, intimating that he had been "ninety-four times at Sydenham court," (on rent day) thus displaying his honest pride in having been so long connected with his employers.

Before leaving Sydenham we visited the garden, which is laid out in primitive style, with a terrace, and grassplat, and an oval pond in the centre.

Having a desire to witness an extensive view of the surrounding country, to be gained from an elevated point of land in the neighborhood, called Eastcote Beacon, we set off in the direction of Lewtrenchard. Although it was too late to attain the object of our search, we were rewarded for the extension of our drive by some delightful scenery much resembling that around Exeter. Near the little village of Lewtrenchard are extensive slate quarries. We were told that an hour's walk would take us from the quarries to the Beacon, but the evening was already beginning to close in, and we contented ourselves with visiting the little church, where are memorials to the family of Wood, who possessed the estate of Orchard,

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in this parish. The manor - house of Lewe is now posessed by William Baring Gould, Esq. We enjoyed on our return, the pleasure of travelling along an excellent line of road, winding through wooded valleys, and by the sides of hills, whose undulating slopes were in a forward state of cultivation. In the distance, on one of these gentle elevations, appeared the tower of Coryton church, and near it, its handsome parsonage, occupied by the Rev. Richard Newman. Crowning another eminence were the works of a copper mine.

As we recrossed Heathfield, the lights were glimmering in the scattered cottages, and the dark form of a laborer appeared here and there, retiring to his desolate home. And we returned to our blazing fire and cheerful meal : how are we better than they?

EXCURSION THE EIGHTH.

LYDFORD, &c.

"Thy castle yet

Sweet Lyd, remains, of all the dwellings fair,

That cluster'd once upon thy marge.

No more

The crowded mart, the echoing street, where flow'd
The human stream along."

CARRINGTON.

T about seven miles from Tavistock is the former noted township, but now the ruined village of Lydford. For uniting some of the most desolate, with some of the most romantic scenery of our district is this place famed. Its castle, bridge, and cascade, are also amongst the chief objects of attraction in the neighborhood. There are many modes of access to these varied beauties; the best route, however, is that by the Okehampton road, over Blackdown. The traveller must turn off towards Lydford by the Waterford inn, and after viewing the castle, church, bridge, and cascade, may return to Tavistock by Brentor and Heathfield.

Lydford was a place of note at a very early period, although its bleak and exposed situation would give us leave to imagine few people could have made it their choice as a residence. Risdon supposes that "the giant