The reason why Mawes settled where he did was probably this. His disciple, Tudy, was a cousin of S. Wenn, who was queen, the wife of Selyf, or Salomon, and Tudy doubtless advised his master to go to Cornwall, and see whether his kinsfolk would do something for them. However, Mawes does not seem to have been long satisfied with his entertainment, for he crossed into Brittany, where he died. The holy well of S. Mawes is immediately opposite the post office, and supplies the place with drinking water. The pointed arched door is walled up, and two ugly ventilating shafts have been inserted to keep the air sweet above the spring. From the land side, the castle of S. Mawes is a picturesque object. One of the main charms of Falmouth and its neighbourhood is the climate. Sharp frosts are almost unknown, the mild and balmy air is wonderfully even in temperature, and the marvellous gardens of Enys show delicate kinds of rhododendron--elsewhere growing in greenhouses--luxuriating in the open air. The climate is that of the lotus-eaters, pleasant but enervating. “Propt on beds of amaranth and molly, How sweet (while warm airs lull us, blowing lowly) With half-dropt eyelids still, Beneath a heaven dark and holy, To watch the long bright river drawing slowly His waters from the purple hill-- Only to hear and see the far-off sparkling brine, Only to hear were sweet, stretch’d out beneath the pine. * * * * * “Let us swear an oath, and keep it with equal mind, In the hollow lotus-land to live, and lie reclined On the hills like gods together, careless of mankind.” And there are good hotels at Falmouth where the lotus-eaters may do this. CHAPTER XV. NEWOUAY Mr. Austin Treffry--The sands--Cliff-castles--Castel-an-Dinas--The Gannel--S. Carantock--Newlyn--Perranzabuloe--Church of S. Piran--History--Roche--S. Denis--Columb Major and Minor--S. Agnes--The Cornish rotten boroughs--How they passed away from the Crown--Mitchell--The town hall--Kit Hawkins--Trerice--Lanherne--Church--William Noye--S. Mawgan--The educator of the early missionaries. Newquay is a very new place; it was projected by Mr. J. T. (Austin) Treffry, of Place House, Fowey, a very remarkable man, far in advance of his time, to whom not Fowey only, but Cornwall generally owes a debt of gratitude. His projects have been worked out since his death with complete success. In itself uninteresting to the last degree, it is the key to very fine coast scenery, and the air is bracing without being cold. It possesses excellent sands, both at Newquay and Fistral Bays. There is further a long tract of sand, two and a quarter miles long, to the north of S. Columb Porth, the Tregurian Beach. The rocks will interest the geologist as well as form a subject for the artist.